Collection: yacht wreck in the hamptons with my 7 month situationship

you let your situationship drive the boat. they’re underqualified, overconfident, and within an hour, water’s creeping in from all sides. stranded off the coast of the Hamptons, your only lifeline is your curated carry-on—and the person you’ve spent seven confusing months with, but barely know.

this collection is about shattering the societal construct of modern romance: part performance, part projection, always an illusion. with the yacht slowly sinking, there’s no more room for pretending. part of you wants to play dress up, take pictures, and hard launch your situationship like it’s your last. the other part of you wants to find the safety boat, flee alone, and send him a playlist on your way back to safety. what do you do when the vibe is unclear? when the water’s rising and the situationship might not make it to shore?