Work in Process was born out of this scenario, every morning, with just one more complication; I had to throw in a morning surf session in between all the chaos. It was just that, chaos, yet I needed that surf. I couldn’t give it up, I wouldn’t. Coming out of the water and going into a corporate office setting, ouch. Seaweed, sand, and salt, three of clothing’s worst enemies. I needed to find clothing that was appropriate and resilient enough to wear into my office. I searched everywhere. However, it always made me feel less on point and professional. Some days, I just wanted to hide inside a big blanket because I felt like such a Work in Process. I needed better work armor because my clothing is and will always be my tent in life camp.