Somewhere between the vision and the seam

I knew exactly what I wanted. I just didn't know how to actually make it.

The feeling was there from day one. The technical part wasn't. So I sent off sketches and references and tried to explain a feeling to someone who'd never felt it.

Then came the prototypes. Back and forth, back and forth. A seam moved two millimetres. Sent again. Moved back. Small stuff — the kind no one will ever notice when they're wearing it. It still took forever.

No one sees a seam once it's finished. I do. I know exactly how many rounds it took.