The Name · The Why
Before I knew the word designer, I knew the sound of my grandmother's machine.
My name is Sirod—my late grandmother's name, Doris, spelled backward. She raised me and taught me that style was never just about clothing—it was about confidence, creativity, and carrying yourself with pride.
She was a gifted seamstress in Pittsburgh who could recreate beautiful pieces we couldn't afford, making them fit even better with love sewn into every stitch. She showed me that luxury wasn't about price—it was about how something made you feel.