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Garage x Fatherkels launched the theme Tomato PurΓ©e, unveiling a surreal blend of vintage grit and hyper-modern chaos.
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Garage x Fatherkels launched the theme Tomato PurΓ©e, unveiling a surreal blend of vintage grit and hyper-modern chaos.
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Imagine a warehouse breathing walls vibrating with distorted bass, lights twitching like neurons, the air thick with heat, perfume, and creative tension. That was the world we built for the Tomato PurΓ©e launch. When Garage Clothing and I dreamed up this collaboration, we knew it had to be something that didnβt just look good it had to feel like something you couldnβt quite name. That in-between space of chaos and comfort. The mess that makes you feel.
I didnβt just co-create the line I hosted the night as its unofficial head chef. We leaned hard into the kitchen-core fantasy: sauces splattered on fabric, crushed tomato textures, clothing that looked like it had survived a food fight and turned runway. I was in an apron at one point, serving ironic hors dβoeuvres and explaining the concept like a deranged culinary director. It was theatrical, a little unhinged, and completely intentional.
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Imagine a warehouse breathing walls vibrating with distorted bass, lights twitching like neurons, the air thick with heat, perfume, and creative tension. That was the world we built for the Tomato PurΓ©e launch. When Garage Clothing and I dreamed up this collaboration, we knew it had to be something that didnβt just look good it had to feel like something you couldnβt quite name. That in-between space of chaos and comfort. The mess that makes you feel.
I didnβt just co-create the line I hosted the night as its unofficial head chef. We leaned hard into the kitchen-core fantasy: sauces splattered on fabric, crushed tomato textures, clothing that looked like it had survived a food fight and turned runway. I was in an apron at one point, serving ironic hors dβoeuvres and explaining the concept like a deranged culinary director. It was theatrical, a little unhinged, and completely intentional.
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Tomato PurΓ©e became a metaphor for digital girlhood sweet, acidic, disposable, and permanent all at once. It stains. It clings. Itβs not supposed to be elegant, but somehow, it is. People who came understood the assignment dripping in reds, thrifted silks, torn mesh and vintage ruffles. It felt like a dinner party thrown in an abandoned art school, hosted by a girl who found poetry in pantry items. I looked around at one pointβwine in one hand, mic in the other and thought: this is everything I wanted it to be. Fashion as food, nostalgia as protest, chaos as curation. We didnβt just launch a collection. We served an experience, and if you left with a stain, then it worked.
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Tomato PurΓ©e became a metaphor for digital girlhood sweet, acidic, disposable, and permanent all at once. It stains. It clings. Itβs not supposed to be elegant, but somehow, it is. People who came understood the assignment dripping in reds, thrifted silks, torn mesh and vintage ruffles. It felt like a dinner party thrown in an abandoned art school, hosted by a girl who found poetry in pantry items. I looked around at one pointβwine in one hand, mic in the other and thought: this is everything I wanted it to be. Fashion as food, nostalgia as protest, chaos as curation. We didnβt just launch a collection. We served an experience, and if you left with a stain, then it worked.
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Just girls, Pasta & Tomato Puree.
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