‘I’m a Female Tailor, and Men Told Me Not To Waste My Time,’ says the narrator.


‘I’m a Female Tailor, and Men Told Me Not To Waste My Time,’ says the narrator.

Making things has always been a passion of mine. I’ve been sewing with my grandmother’s machine since I was a child, and my best friend and I finally had a stall at a local fair where we sold all kinds of fabric goods we’d produced with it, such as cushions. That was my first foray into the world of entrepreneurship.

I excelled in art and design at school, so I focused on menswear during my foundation certificate at the London College of Fashion, and was later offered a spot on a bespoke tailoring design degree.

Our university teacher came around one afternoon and informed us that Burberry was in need of assistance in preparation for their London Fashion Week display. I dashed to Burberry’s headquarters in Westminster right away. Everyone was hurrying about, and we were told that all of the buttons on the white trench coats needed to be changed for the event. The rest of the day was spent by me and a few other females and males simply changing the buttons. I enjoyed it, but I remember my fingers bleeding because I had no idea what thimbles were back then!

At the time, the design team was led by a powerful, scary American lady, who invited me to accompany her to her office at the end of the night. Of course, I assumed it would all end poorly. Instead, she expressed her admiration for my perseverance and gave me a three-month apprenticeship. While I was studying, I ended up staying at Burberry for approximately a year, and I enjoyed every minute of it.

I then moved on from Burberry, where you don’t have much design control, to Jonathan Saunders, a humorous Scottish designer. It was much more hands on and the stylist Katie Grand and designer Lulu Guinness worked with Jonathan, so they would often come in. It was a lot of fun and a lot of action.

On weekends, I would often spend time wandering around Savile Row, going into the tailors’ there and seeing if I could help anyone. I became friends with an older tailor named Bobby and every Saturday I would go and watch him work. He started to give me little jobs, like sewing pockets. It was really refreshing to. This is a condensed version of the information.


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