My interest for designing tees happened back in 1999 (I like to refer to this time as the 1900's) in the South Bronx, to be exact. I was on a trip with a friend in one of the most humble accomodations, I must say. The family that we stayed with, a group of Africans from Ghana ( I believe) made and altered clothing for a living. The living room was filled with bags of clothing and a sewing machine. Nothing but garments, sales receipts and unwelcomed rodents that weren't shy about their appearance. In this environment, I was able to to get a glimpse into custom shirt making and the power behind designing clothing for yourself. That creative freedom has been an essential law that I hold onto today with this business. Creative freedom. Yes.
So I began making my own tees, cutting designs from iron on patches and iron on letters from Walmart and various fabric stores. I made these tees for myself. Not intending to sell...just for fun.
Fast forwarding to 2005. I took a a trip for the first time to Europe. First time out of the country...much to my surprise, Bush was in Europe to meet with former Prime Minister Tony Blair. In my mind I'm thinking "can a sistah at least leave the damn country and not see his ass?" After 5 minutes of frustration (because I refuse to all that man to occupy my thoughts for that long), I made a tee that read, "Impeach Bush" with the "h" in bush falling off. That was one of my most sentimental tees because I made it, I felt the words, I didn't care what people thought, and I felt liberated. I received a lot of stares and distant comments from this tee when I wore it in Europe. There were times when I forgot I had it on but was reminded when wandering eyes occasionally peeled to my chest. I didn't care what people thought, as long as they got the message.
So I began making my own tees, cutting designs from iron on patches and iron on letters from Walmart and various fabric stores. I made these tees for myself. Not intending to sell...just for fun.
Fast forwarding to 2005. I took a a trip for the first time to Europe. First time out of the country...much to my surprise, Bush was in Europe to meet with former Prime Minister Tony Blair. In my mind I'm thinking "can a sistah at least leave the damn country and not see his ass?" After 5 minutes of frustration (because I refuse to all that man to occupy my thoughts for that long), I made a tee that read, "Impeach Bush" with the "h" in bush falling off. That was one of my most sentimental tees because I made it, I felt the words, I didn't care what people thought, and I felt liberated. I received a lot of stares and distant comments from this tee when I wore it in Europe. There were times when I forgot I had it on but was reminded when wandering eyes occasionally peeled to my chest. I didn't care what people thought, as long as they got the message.
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