Faith is going up to the highest mountain jumping trusting GOD will either catch you as you fall or teach you to fly.I’ve been knocked down, doubted, counted out—
but every obstacle became fuel.
This isn’t luck.
It’s grit.
It’s faith.
It’s refusing to quit when the world said I should. When I got the call from @ @premiumgoodshtx and @vernhan_ I learned that hearing GOD is also being patient for his timing. A kid from Houston (Mo City) got the opportunity to be included in the design process of a JORDAN @jumpman23 for his city. Back and forth flights from Paris to Houston, missed meetings, fearing I wouldn’t even make the project but faith carried. Faith has always carried every choice, move and decision because we all dreamed of that countdown moment to take the game winning shot.. I’ve always wondered when that shot would fully come and if it didn’t how it would feel..I guess we’ll never KNOW.... thank you to an amazing team @_dgrobmann@higherlxng@elfrancosartchives … The boy for @jumpman23 Houston 11’s shot by the @hidjiworld
This isn’t just a show—it’s a testimony in motion.
It begins long before the lights, before the music, before the first step touches the floor. It begins in whispered prayers, spoken softly over me when I didn’t yet understand their power. My grandmother’s voice—steady, faithful, unwavering—calling on GOD in rooms where hope was sometimes the only thing we had. What she planted in prayer, I carried in silence… until it started speaking back to me in dreams.
This collection is the evidence.
It’s what happens when faith refuses to stay quiet. When the seeds of belief, watered by generations before you, begin to break through the surface of doubt, fear, and uncertainty. Every piece you’re about to see is rooted in something deeper than fabric—it’s rooted in surrender, in obedience, in becoming.
I didn’t always know where I was going. But I always felt something pulling me forward. A calling. A covering. A presence that never left, even when I tried to run from it. What once felt like confusion became clarity. What once felt like pressure became purpose.
This is that transformation. From Paris to Houston
This is love learned, lost, and found again through GOD.
This is legacy—stitched from my grandmother’s prayers and worn boldly in my present.
This is what it looks like when dreams stop being just dreams… and start becoming divine instruction.
Welcome to what was promised before I even KNEW to ask for it.
I skipped the photos and let the work be the picture. Paris has been the greatest lesson of my life, these 6 months I’ve grown as a designer, man, and creator. I’ll never forget this time. Paris you have my heart forever..Every dream and goal I ever stated I Iived..YOU CAN DO IT TOO.
The Ryan Knew Remind them that is Pfw.. got to style so many of my favorite clients, see some legends, see some friends that are now legends..love you P aka Paris
