Like pages in a book, I believe clothes can weave a narrative of our lives.
Clothes are mementos of special occasions, like the blouse I gifted my Mom on her birthday or the first suit I bought for junior college graduation night.
Clothes detail past goals and aspirations, with marathon singlets marking the time I decided to cultivate better habits and lead a healthier lifestyle.
Clothes recount personal struggles and progression, where every uniform and sports jersey I’ve
owned carries memories of the thrills of success, woes of failure, and warmth of friendships.
Like pages in a book, clothes can document my journey through different chapters of my life.
Good or bad, beautiful or ugly, they intertwine to tell the stories that have shaped me into who I am today.