We came across them painted beside a pair of bright red lips — direct, cheeky and impossible to misunderstand. There is something wonderfully unapologetic about it. Is it an invitation? A warning? A joke? Or simply someone deciding that a wall was the perfect place to say exactly what was on their mind?

That ambiguity is part of what we love about words found in public spaces. Removed from their original context, they leave you to invent the conversation around them. Who wrote them, who were they meant for, and what happened just before — or just after?

When translated into textiles, we kept that same playful confrontation intact. The lips, the lettering and the attitude move straight from the wall onto the fabric. A tiny piece of street provocation, now travelling somewhere entirely different.