Jacket “WITH BAGGAGE”
I started as a suitcase — Poland PRL, 1970s.
Someone packed me for a train ride, buckled me shut, and trusted I’d make it.
I was a medical bag — from the frontlines, from hospital wards, out of necessity.
I’ve seen blood, sweat, and urgency.
I ended up in the trash. Someone gave up on me.
But someone else picked me up. Stitched me back together.
Out of intention, not fashion.
I carry the marks of every place I’ve been.
Seams that aren’t decorative. Handles that once meant something.
My fabric remembers.
But now I have a new body. I carry new meaning.
I’m not part of a trend.
I’m an answer.
Handcrafted from authentic materials: military-grade, technical, brutally worn, and purposefully imperfect.
One for the whole world.
There is no other.
