Aizome
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In a world obsessed with the new, we’ve forgotten the beauty of what’s already been lived in. While big brands use storytelling to sell value, our clothes already hold stories worth telling—concerts, adventures, memories stitched into every seam. This app lets you uncover those hidden histories by scanning a tag and discovering the journeys your clothes have taken before you. A love letter to imperfection, connection, and the stories we wear.
“Every mark tells a memory”
The Solution
The Problem
Aizome turns clothing into living stories. Think Spotify Wrapped—but for what you wear. Each piece evolves with its owner, its design subtly shifting with use and time. When passed on, the next wearer inherits not just the fabric, but the memories woven into it. Rips, stains, and wear aren’t flaws—they’re the visible traces of a life lived, a shared narrative stitched across generations.
Concert Tickets
The experience is designed to feel like slipping your hand into someone else’s pocket — uncovering the fragments of a life once lived. A folded concert ticket, a worn movie stub, traces of moments that shaped the person who wore it before you. Each discovery builds a bridge between strangers, turning an old jacket into a time capsule of sentiment and shared memory.
Boarding passes
It’s something we say to those we love — but it’s also a question I’ve always asked my vintage clothes. Who wore you before me? What stories do you carry? With this project, the next owner won’t have to wonder. They’ll know exactly where you’ve been — and add their own chapter to your journey.
Item Receipts
Item receipts let users peek into the lives of a garment’s past owners. Through photos, locations, and small details like a name or occupation, each person leaves a subtle fingerprint — a quiet reminder to future owners that someone was here before you.
Photography Used
In December 2024, shortly after the concert that inspired The Crowd App, I travelled to Canada to visit my grandmother. On this trip when driving to Oshawa, I detoured to Kingston Ontario, the town my father lived in for 5 years while attending university. This short stop inspired the project as id geared witness to a town stood still in time. When I arrived at my grandmothers Id left with his college jacket, an old camera, and a collection of records. These are the photos taken on that trip
