Wax-coated jacket that memorizes every crease
Braille studios in Dalston
I remember, this was the day I was contemplating being subhuman and staying in bed with dirty hair instead of going out to visit Ben & Sam of Braille. Time and time again I keep having to remind myself that this blog is not a platform where I report on the latest collection of brands, and especially not menswear because don’t we all just pretend to have boyfriends to cover up the fact that we’re social outcasts? Ok maybe that’s just me. Also frankly, I don’t get paid skittles to spend hours travelling to press events and then struggling to write things up.
But whad’ya know, I visited Braille that day and I had to eat my words. I realised that, even if I were to visit a studio producing hacksaws and lawnmowers, if it told a good visual story it’d be worth ‘reporting’ on. This is indeed Braille’s AW11, but this is also the birthplace of the collection, where Ben & Sam painstakingly sewed on each button and produced the pieces without the help of any interns – reason why they named the collection ‘Our Damn Hands‘.
Thank you Michael from SpotComms for arranging this all.