Five years go, if you asked me where my clothes were made, I wouldn’t have given it a second thought. Bangladesh, China, India maybe? I might have stretched behind my neck to try and read my shirt tag without actually taking it off. I probably would have kicked off my shoes and looked for a label. Now, on an average day, I can look down at my outfit and tell you where 60-70% of the items I made came from and at least a basic summary of the companies that made them.
"Are you sure?"
That was the first line of my wedding vows. Standing in Florida sand while Hurricane Dorian threatened to stop in on our August 31st sunrise wedding – that's right, we planned a hurricane season wedding – I asked my husband to be if he was sure.