"New York Fashion Week. A spectacle, they call it. A parade of out-of-touch designers parading their fantasies down runways, but who’s it for? Not for me. Not for the people who wake up every morning and breathe life into these streets. They’ve stolen our ideas, repackaged our essence, and sold it back to us as something new—something we can’t afford.

Where’s the love for the ones who make fashion real? The ones who don’t need a front-row seat to know what’s cool? We set the trends, we start the conversations, we keep the culture moving. But they ignore us. They mock us. They try to push us out of the very thing we created.

But no more. The reign of these out-of-touch shows is over. Telfar's coming through. It's time to put the power back in the hands of the people. The real trendsetters, the ones who don’t need validation from a runway. Fashion belongs to us, not to them. And this time, we’re not asking for a seat at the table—we’re flipping it over."