Description
This black hoodie was born from a moment we don’t usually talk about — the part of creating where things aren’t working, ideas feel flat, and every design looks like a safe option.
It was one of those days where nothing felt right.
We kept sketching, erasing, adjusting… and the more we tried to control the outcome, the worse it got.
And then, almost out of frustration, someone stitched a few random marks on the pocket. Not stars, not symbols with any meaning — just marks. A way to loosen up. A way to breathe.
But something about those tiny, imperfect stitches felt honest.
Not designed. Not curated.
Just real.
They reminded us that the process isn’t always clean. That sometimes the things you do “by accident” reveal more truth than the things you spend hours polishing.
That’s when this piece took shape.
We didn’t straighten the stitches. We didn’t perfect their spacing. We didn’t try to make them mean something profound. We left them exactly as they first appeared — a quiet reminder of the moment we stopped forcing the design and let it exist.
The soh. logo sits beside them almost like a footnote, a grounding point. It’s the calm after the chaos, the acceptance after the mistake.
This hoodie belongs to “mistakes were made” because it came from a moment we usually delete:
the rough draft, the slip, the scribble that wasn’t meant to stay.
But staying is exactly what gave it soul.
It’s a piece that shows that not every mistake needs fixing —
some need keeping.
Some become the whole story.
