Q::Who/what is Fiend?
A:: 
Fiend is my kitten.
Full name:: "Carl" Fiend Schwarz
Lineage:: younger brother of Poots (rest his soul).
If you notice that his eyes are dull, it is because he is a mentally challenged creature. It gives him character, if you ask me. His balance is getting a little better (I would not say he is more agile, though, as he still trips and falls on a daily basis), as is his climbing ability, and his A.D.D. is improving. He will still only take on smaller prey such as pencils and dust bunnies. His inability to pounce is entertaining, as he stares at the prey with half intrigue, half A.D.D... and then slowly and cautiously walks within inches of the prey, cocks his head to the side, and thinks he has pounced. But he hasn't. Once he realizes that he hasn't attacked yet, he either goes for a swat with his paw or gives up. It would appear from the picture that he is attempting to maim a deadly tennis ball. However, after trying unsuccessfully to swat at it, missing, and tripping over it (he did give it a small kick), he decided it would be best to be nice to it. He tried to lick the tennis ball's ears. Unsuccessful once again (how was he supposed to know it didn't have ears??), he ventures upstairs for a nap. Understandable, though, since he is still just a kitten. Perhaps one day he will become the saber-toothed tiger he thinks he is.
When I started making clothes, I decided I would call them "origin::L"... but when Carl Fiend came into my home, the name inspired me. I made a shirt depicting the name, and I decided it would be a great
"label" for my clothing. Fiend is a fun word. And it is fun clothing. And Fiend is a fun cat. It's improper grammer to start a sentence with "and," though. I apologize (I'm not an English major).
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Who is behind Fiend Clothing?
That would be me. A starving college student living on ramen noodles. Off-campus - I have to have enough space for my fabric, clothes, and sewing paraphenilia. Two years ago I decided I could deconstruct T-shirts if I had a sewing machine. My dear mom gave me a (very) old one, and excitedly I set it up to begin my expedition into sewing. I broke it in 5 minutes. I reckoned that something must have shifted in the transport. So a while later I got another old one. It worked for a while and then started smelling like burning rubber. I took it apart and looked at the motor. It was smoking and sparking. Clearly a fire hazard; I gave up hope for a couple of months thinking that sewing wasn't in the cards for me.
After months of dreaming up designs until mental capacity was full, I decided I would get a "newer" one. One that could survive the car ride home, because aparently old machines don't like being shipped. Or they don't like me. But I like them! Even if they are mean to me!
Trends? Category? If there was something to categorize my style, I would say it is FUN. I don't want my wardrobe to be a slave to trends, and neither should you. If you have a piece of clothing you adore, it shouldn't be deemed "old" or "cheesy", fading with trends - you should be able to wear it for as long as you love it. So I try to make clothes that are the anti-trend - if it looks good, then it is good! If it starts a trend, then we're cool! But if everyone starts wearing it, then welcome to my world!!
I play soccer at Franklin College and hockey for the Circle City Sirens.
Contact Fiend
You can contact me at fiendxfiend@hotmail.com
You can drop Carl Fiend Schwarz an email if you want (he's right here on my lap watching me type this) and I'll read it to him. Why do you think that's stupid?! Of course you know a mentally challenged kitten can't read!
Please remember to be nice to him, because he is a little "slow" and he can't help it. I try to help him when I can, but he's searching for his independence these days.
To find out how to BUY the clothes you see here, (which essentially helps me stock up on Ramen and fabric and pay for my education and other fine things) click here.
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