ALTR welcomes you to our fifth issue: VORACIOUS! For ALTR’s fifth issue, we focus on this very hunger that has been manufactured for us, the neverending want. A new microtrend, product, experience, thought, etc. consumes our every waking moment. ALTR welcomes you into a new realm of voraciousness, one not defined by products but rather by passions. ALTR Magazine is a digital publication that aims to bring forth a new vision of how we see and interact with fashion. Like a traditional fashion magazine, we provide fashion news, style inspiration, and lifestyle tips. However, we push beyond fashion as simply an aesthetic concept or a consumer industry. We ask challenging questions about sustainability, ethics, and social and environmental justice. Questions that are not discussed frequently enough in the mainstream fashion industry.
Before Garden Party became a collection, it was a pile of fabric with too much history to throw away.
The collection is made entirely from secondhand materials: deadstock denim, vintage buttons, thrifted textiles, inherited jewelry supplies, and scraps pulled from my university's resource room before they could be forgotten. A large part of the fabric was given to me by an older woman whose mother had been a seamstress in the 1970s, which meant I was not just working with "sustainable materials." I was working with someone else's archive.
Every piece in the collection had a life before me. Some fabrics were stored away for decades. Some were leftovers from other students' projects. Some beads came from antique stores, and others came from my grandmother's old jewelry supplies. I made the jewelry by hand using the same logic as the garments: nothing had to be new to feel precious.
Visually, Garden Party is soft, excessive, strange, and feminine. It is lace, denim, satin, beads, bows, color, and skin. I was not interested in a version of sustainable fashion that only looks like beige basics and restraint. I wanted these clothes to feel abundant. I wanted them to feel like dressing up, like being seen, like finding glamour in the pile of things someone else almost threw away.