I looked at her face in the image. Sullen, downcast.
As I read through her story, my heart began to bleed for this girl I didn't know. This girl who lived in Bangladesh, in a country I couldn't even locate on a map. Read her story here - I promise, it will change you.
I made coffee, went on a run. This article, her story - continued to loop through my mind. I started to get dressed for work, the sun streaming through the windows of my bedroom. I wondered - who made this shirt? Was she my age? Did she work twelve hours a day in a windowless factory; did her shoulders ache from stitching? Could she afford to eat lunch that day; did she have hope that tomorrow was going to be better, that she would have time to spend with her family?
Today is the first day of Fashion Revolution Week. Here's the most unfortunate thing - often, it takes a great tragedy for us to realize the magnitude of the problem. Four years ago on April 24th, 1,138 people died in a factory fire at Rana Plaza in Bangladesh. This sparked a global movement of conscious consumers to question their retailers and demand safe, clean and fair environments for everyone.
Below are a couple of ways to get involved:
- Visit Fashion Revolution's website here to learn more about the movement.
- Support your retailers that are fair trade and fair pay - they are the ones fighting for a better world.
- Spread the message so that others begin to question, who really made these clothes? And what is the real price of cheap fashion? Awareness is the first step to change.
Transparency is beautiful. But to get the answer, we first have to ask the question - who made my clothes?
Until next time,