Like anybody who gets really into clothes, I found myself with plenty that didn’t fit me worth a damn. My passion for sewing was born out of necessity, as my wages at my menswear sales job were poor at best. I could hardly afford to pay a tailor, so to fuel the machine that was my closet, I attempted to figure it out. 

It just so happens that by wanting to pursue sewing as a career, it put me in the position to be the 5th generation of tailor in my family. My grandfather and his father had an atelier and shop in Limerick City, Ireland. Playing the roles of master cutter/tailors, the two men before them did the same at the Tate clothing factory in town. In my research to find a way to train the way my forefathers did, I found Rory Duffy’s Handcraft Tailor Academy in Monaghan, Ireland. I hopped on a plane and spent the better part of two years taking every available course and learning everything I could from the Savile Row trained master tailor. I was coming home. 

There is a peace and soul about things that are made by hand, it’s a quality you can’t quite get out of mass produced items with computer precision. Practicing an (comparative to me anyway) ancient craft has truly made me appreciate doing things the old fashioned way. I attempt to live my life as analog as possible to bring a sense of that quality to my everyday life, and I do my best to inject the same into my work. I make almost everything without using a sewing machine, glue, or plastic. This is simply because I value the quality and longevity it adds to the garments. It also gives me a sense of pride when I work. If you buy something from me, you can be assured that it’s made by someone who really cares.