To love is to suffer. I learned that the hard way.

I found myself in the darkest chapter of my life—grieving, lost, drowning in despair. It felt like I had nowhere to turn, no way to express the storm inside me. But art… art had always been my refuge. Since childhood, it was my way of making sense of the world.

So I picked up my pencil. One sketch became another, then another—until the pain that once weighed me down started to lift. My art became a mirror of my emotions, a way to release what words could never capture.

And then it hit me. What if I could give this same outlet to others? A way to wear their emotions, their stories, their truth?

Days turned into nights as I searched for the answer—until it was right in front of me. Fashion.

Palms of Sonder was born from this realization. This brand isn’t just about clothing; it’s about self-expression beyond the surface. It’s about transforming feelings into fabric, stories into style, tears into threads. We are branded by the people.

My testimony is just one chapter in this never-ending story. Now, it’s your turn. Add your voice. Leave your mark. Because at Palms of Sonder, we wear our souls on our sleeves.