Our journey
From a spark by the campfire to a sustainable fashion movement, explore the key moments that define our journey.
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Expanding the Map
A Storefront on Prinsengracht
With a shop in Amsterdam, Good Time Charlie became a true destination. A place where every piece tells a story, and visitors could see, touch, and fall in love with the adventure themselves.
Building Bridges
Collaborations Begin
Good Time Charlie hit the open road with partnerships and new designs. I began dreaming up funky suits and working with other labels, steering the journey toward even bolder horizons.
The Big Turn
Amsterdam Atelier Opens
Like reaching a scenic overlook, this moment was monumental. Opening my atelier in Amsterdam gave me the space to create and dream bigger. It was the perfect pit stop to fuel up for the next leg of the trip.
First Milestone
Demand Grows
Word spread like tire tracks on the sand. The orders started rolling in, and I knew this wasn’t just a side trip—it was the start of an adventure. My journey wasn’t just about creating coats; it was about inspiring others to see the beauty in what’s already here.
Gaining Momentum
Treasure Hunting Begins
The thrill of the hunt became my compass. I scoured markets, thrift stores, and hidden corners, discovering forgotten fabrics that were ready to hit the road again. Each blanket carried its own story, waiting to be retold.
DIY Drive
Learning the Ropes
Fueled by YouTube tutorials, a sewing machine, and endless curiosity, I set off on a steep and thrilling learning curve. Every stitch was like paving a new road, leading me closer to the Good Time Charlie vision.
The First Stitch
A Campfire Moment
Somewhere by the fire, inspiration struck. My aunt sewed the first piece of what would become Good Time Charlie—a wearable hug, warm and full of stories. It was the first map marker on this uncharted road.
The Spark
A Lazy Day in Lockdown
On the side of the road, I spotted my first treasure—a vintage blanket. It was a pit stop on an otherwise uneventful day, but it sparked the journey of a lifetime. Why lie under it when you could wear it? My first detour into creativity was born.