In honor of Fashion Revolution week, I'd like to share with you one of my favorite poems.
I think it hits me harder each time I read it.
Who grew this cotton
Who sowed the seeds
Who spun these threads
Who wove this cloth
Whose silk is that
Who turned the worm
Who sheared the sheep
Who’s getting fleeced
Who fixed the hem
Who broke the system
Who’s on her feet
Who made my clothes
Who sewed the seams
Who stitched the tag
Whose fingers bled
Whose fault is this
Who grew the brand
Who hemmed and hawed
Who hired the helpless
Who dyed for you
Who sweats the details
Whose sweater is that
Who shot it first
Who gets a fair shot
Who’s overdressed
Who’s oppressed
Who’s high on fashion
Who’s high on fumes
Whose dress is to die for
Who shops to live
Who gets the bargain
Whose life’s on sale
Who’s always searching
Who’s never satisfied
Who’s got nothing to wear
Who cares
Who brags her bags
Who crows her clothes
Who swoons her shoes
Who posts the most
Who sets the price
Who pays the cost
Who’s asking
Who needs to know
Who embroiders truth
Who’s naked underneath
Who are you
Who are you wearing?
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