June came into the shop looking for a gift. I no longer asked about occasions—people don’t need a reason to give. She said, “I love what I see here, but I’m not sure it’s his style.” “Can I see a picture?” I asked. We started scrolling through her Instagram. Her...
"Last year's pants," he humbly bragged while entering the shop.
This is a story about sustainability, but not.
"I still love 'em and want some new shirts to wear with 'em," he added.
We don't make shirts or pants, but we do help people find their favorite ones. We want that feeling to last and last.
It's been three years of styling at Brother Friend and here's a thing I've learned:
Ain't nobody like you, ain't no body like yours.
During my time consulting Greek-life orgs, I learned that many frat houses are scattered with muscle and fitness magazines. Hey, women aren't alone in their body image discussions. Hello, empathy.
In the moment, the wrong mark might have felt like a mistake to be removed. So I did. But it wasn’t a mistake. It was a mark waiting to be refined.
So, now what? No more eraser, plenty more lead. Guess the mistakes will stay right there on the page.
