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Then, unexpectedly, the internet found her. A Korean street-style photographer snapped a passerby wearing Yayoi’s patchwork jacket: a navy blue japanese firefighter’s coat merged with a hot pink Vietnamese ao dai. The image went viral. Within a week, orders trickled in from Seoul, then London, then Melbourne. By the end of the year, she had a waiting list six months long.
“Listen to the fabric,” she says. “It already knows what it wants to become.” Mizuki Yayoi
Today, Mizuki Yayoi is forty-two. She still works alone, still uses her mother’s Singer, and still refuses to own a smartphone. Her hands are calloused, her glasses held together with a scrap of red thread. When young designers ask her for advice, she holds up whatever she’s currently stitching—a 1950s baseball jersey being transformed into a dress for a bride whose grandmother once wore it to Coney Island—and smiles. Then, unexpectedly, the internet found her