It didn’t start with a business plan. It started on a rooftop — my friend and I, sitting under the sky at Bridgewater State, just talking about life, pain, and purpose. I said the name INNERCHLD out loud, not knowing it would shift everything. but in that moment… it did.

we both felt it. the silence after said more than words could.
It wasn’t just a brand — it was everything we had buried finally coming to the surface.

since that night, I’ve carried the vision forward. the late nights, the sourcing, the sewing, the setbacks, the storytelling — every thread of this is intentional. every piece is real. no shortcuts. no borrowed ideas.

this isn’t just clothes.
it’s healing. it’s memory. it’s rebellion.
It’s what the younger version of me needed — and what I still need now.

If you’re wearing this, you’re not just supporting a brand.
you’re wearing proof that something broken can still become art.