BerBeda Beginnings

BerBeda can be broken down into four influences.


Think hot and humid Indonesian days spent traversing through cities, jungles, beaches, and forests. 

Three months with all your belongings in one backpack. 

This was me last fall. And very, very quickly I realized that my wardrobe, in layman's terms, was complete ass

This can get wet, this can't. This will dry quickly, this won't. This makes me look like an oompa loompa, this doesn't. 

I could never find the perfect balance of functionality and style


Among my many memories, there is one of dirty, potent plastic burning into the sky and infesting my nose. Trash fires were everywhere, just as plastic was in the ocean. 

Indonesia made it clear that you can not separate the environment and people, if you kill the environment then you kill the people.


Most impressionable are the Indonesian families with whom I lived with and welcomed me in as their own.

The genuine happiness they radiated daily, despite not having air pods or air conditioning, forced me to address my delusional perception of wealth and fulfillment. I will always remember the moment when I told them the price of an Iphone. It is enough to feed someone three meals a day for 333 days. 

Having such resource at my disposal, like technology, access to education, and capital, I vowed to utilize it for good


Pair these experiences with my unexpected love for Batik, a traditional Indonesian art form, and now you have the blueprint for what has become... BerBeda!