You enter Hellbent and run your hand across structured denims and glossy silks. Maybe you glide over the cool metal of a clothing rack or the chrome writing desk. Between the chartreuse velvet curtains and the rugged carpet tassels, a copy of Altered States by Peter Watts catches your eye — quietly asking to be picked up.

You part the curtains to reveal the glow of paper lanterns and curated fitting room. From sharp-edged mirrors to the leafy plants that bring life to the space— the feel is full of contrast, but the essence stays the same. Every piece in-store is meant to be held. Try the Salem Dress— a perfect example of touch that excites the senses.

The space is more than a room of fabrics and hardware. It’s built on action, wrapped in rebellion, and grounded in handwork— much like the Clodia Pant.

To us, touch is more than something tactile — it’s the mark we leave, and the ones we carry with us. We’ve seen strangers turn into regulars, and handshakes turn into hugs. When someone leaves the store, we want them to feel empowered and confident. The outside world can be tough enough. Despite our angular surfaces, we’re all soft and gentle here.

The mark we hope to leave is simple: a reminder that you were always that girl. You just needed to feel it.