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A bit about me

A young woman with dark hair and makeup relaxing outdoors in a forest, resting her head on her arms on a sewing machine with colorful thread spools and fabric.

I was born and raised in southeast Michigan and as soon as I could, escaped to the upper peninsula to play on the shores of Lake Superior. Although the UP is forever my home, my partner and I built out a truck camper and traveled all around the US for the past year. I have always loved expressing myself through fashion and never felt like the clothes made for being outside encapsulated enough whimsy for my taste. While on the road I decided to start making my own patterns for fellow forest fairies who want to backpack in flowy pants and canoe in tutus. I hope to inspire you to go outside, make art, and be yourself in whichever way makes you feel sparkliest. 

Camping scene in a forest with a black pickup truck, a trailer, and a pop-up camper. A green canoe is mounted on top of the trailer, and there is a small fire pit with rocks in front of the vehicles.

Life on the road

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A stylized red flower with large petals and a centered orange circle on a black background.

Post college, my partner and I bought a truck camper from a sweet old man for $750, a couple buckets of paint, and headed to the west. We had no intention of living on the road but slowly fell in love and decided to keep going for as long as we could. When we moved in, I had 600 followers on instagram, a couple thousand dollars, and an unstoppable goal to make art my full time job. We saw some of the most beautiful landscapes I’ve ever seen, snowboarded in mountain valleys, sewed next to rivers, got sleepy eyed by a fire each night, and lived in peaceful harmony with the natural world. It was one of the most magically exhausting years of my life and taught me that I could do anything I set my mind to. We moved out of our truck camper September of 2025 to focus on saving money to build out a new rig that would support both of our hobbies and lifestyles. For now, I’m focusing on nurturing this sustainable business of mine and jumping in the lake as much as possible before we're off again. 

The History of Dumpster Slayer

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Illustration of three sewing buttons in pink, yellow, and red, each with four holes.
Three photos: 1) a person standing by the water with the moon in the sky, 2) a woman in a hat and shorts standing next to a yellow scooter in a desert-like landscape with cactus plants and a hill, 3) a girl in a red dress sitting on a tree stump in a wooded area.

I often get questions of why I chose the name dumpster slayer, other than for obvious reasons that it so perfectly encapsulates me, there is in fact a long line of reason. When I was a sophomore in high school, I first learned about the climate crisis when I watched the documentary chasing coral. It most literally changed my life and sparked something in me, I felt responsible to make a difference. Upon opening my eyes to the many ways we have neglected our planet's well being, I started to notice litter…everywhere. On the sides of the roads, at my school, in the nooks and crannies of the forest. I decided this was something I could change, and 16 year old me and her friends would not be stopped. So, we started collecting litter in neglected areas throughout our town. Obviously by the time I was graduating high school, I was going to college for environmental studies and sustainability. During my time in college, I worked on a taco truck and collected the bottle caps from drinks that I noticed were being thrown away often. I slowly became a trash hoarder, believing everything could become something beautiful and useful again. I started using them to make earrings in my dorm room for my coworkers and I, eventually making them to sell off the taco truck. When I first moved off campus and had the space for plentiful craft supplies, I made an instagram account to share my creations and trash jewelry I was selling. I thought about a name for no more than 30 seconds, and the beloved tag @dumpsterslayer444 was born. Learning about sustainable business, environmental policy, and other various paths you could take to work alongside the planet was empowering. Yet when I got to my junior year of school, I felt like the jobs ahead of me weren’t fulfilling and supportive of the life I dreamed of living. I cried a lot, I wanted to drop out, and then… I learned to sew. I simply fell in love. Every moment of free time was spent crafting or outside, practicing my skills. I have since shifted my creations to upcycled clothing and sewing patterns to inspire you to create more and be outside often. As my platform grew and I began pursuing this dream full time, I thought of changing my name to something more serious that made “sense,” but I never did. Dumpster slayer is so perfectly vague, leaving room for my creative freedom to run wild, so silly & ridiculous that people always seem to remember it, and so simply me that it doesn’t need to make sense to anyone else.