I am going on a global quest to answer the question: Where am I wearing?
Check the label on the shirt you are wearing. Where was it MADE? China? Indonesia? Macau? Chances are itâ€™s somewhere youâ€™ve never been. You may not even be able to place it on a map. Do you wonder what the country is like? Who made your shirt?
Read the tag. Let your mind wonder. Thatâ€™s what I do. My feet are about to follow.
A pile of unfolded laundry has set my course:
â€¢ T-shirt: MADE IN HONDURAS
â€¢ Blue Jeans: MADE IN CAMBODIA
â€¢ Boxers: MADE IN BANGLADESH
â€¢ Lucky shorts MADE IN USA
And no list of where I wear could be complete if I didnâ€™t include the staple of my wardrobe:
â€¢ Flip-Flops: MADE IN CHINA
I will visit these countries seeing what there is to see; doing what there is to do. Once I have a feel for the country, Iâ€™ll seek the factory where the item of clothing was made and, ultimately, the people who made it.
And then Iâ€™ll tell their story.
Iâ€™m doing this to explore the global marketplace while bridging the ever-widening gap between producer and consumer. That, and because putting myself in random situations and trying not to look like a complete fool makes for great writing fodder. And great writing fodder helps put food on my table.