KateMM Collections:

Unapologetically feminine, hand-crafted stage wear for the cowgirl in all of us.


Reckless Marian


This collection near and dear to my heart is a Vegas Cowgirl-inspired stage wear capsule that became the grounds for the KateMM brand as I see it today. I designed six looks, and hand- created two complete looks that were shown in a Parsons school of design show in 2022.

This project was the original birthplace of KateMM.

In this project, I took two extremely dissimilar and seeming incongruous concepts to simultaneously coexist within a capsule collection. The two competing concepts were practical mountaineer wear and lingerie. I used silhouettes and form-accentuating garments traditionally seen in lingerie with fabrics and trim details that are utilized in rope climbing and emergency mountain navigating. The driving concept of this collection was to unify vastly different concepts under a cohesive and aesthetic-driven collaboration.


Mountaineer Meets Boudoir

This calming, earth-tone driven, western feminist print project was my first focus on original print development. By using various techniques such as print creation in Photoshop and Illustrator, along with hand-painting motifs to then be digitally rendered and transformed, I was able to create five original prints in two color ways each, and source their corresponding Pantone colors as well, to enable future replication of the print.

Desert Traveler


Marian


In this beautiful cosmic Cowgirl experimentation, I created a sample brand and corresponding e-commerce website where my designs could be shopped. I sketched and sewed my own designs, as well as wrote my own copy for each listing.

In this far out love letter to the rollerskating disco world of the 70s, I designed a collection inspired by interviews, pictures, and experiences I gathered from the rollerskating subculture of the 1970s.

Disco Odyssey


Freshwater Sirens

This lingerie and boot collection is a tribute to the lakes I grew up on: Gravel Pond, a small 60 ft deep lake in my backyard, and the Georgian Bay in the Great Lake Huron that my family and I travel to nearly every summer. Both lakes I hold tremendous love for, and yet I have always felt an air of mystery around what could be at the bottom of their depths that even the strongest rays of sunlight cannot permeate, particularly in the early misty hours of dawn and in the creeping twilight of approaching darkness.