Red Flag Babe was born out of being extremely over the circus that is modern dating.
Survive enough red flags and you either become jaded, or a red flag yourself. It's giving ✨natural selection.✨
We turn real dating disasters—the ghosting, the false hope, the unhinged messages, the gaslighting—into wearable art for the girlies who are done pretending dating is fun.
Our streetwear celebrates the icks you've survived, the villain era you're in, and the bar so low you've buried it underground. Spot fellow disasters in the wild, bond over shared poor judgment, and look hot while being completely unhinged. We're not here to fix your dating life. We're here to laugh at the pain together. 🚩
Introducing
THE TEXT THAT STARTED IT ALL
After yet another “cuffing season” DM straight out of a Tinder fever dream, I realized I was completely over it.
Facebook groups like Are We Dating the Same Guy became my stomping grounds in my twenties, part detective agency, part trauma bond. Great dates ended in ghosting; bad dates ended in therapy. Men who I thought could be my future husband turned out to be someone else’s. Some acted like Christian Grey out of Fifty Shades of Grey when they should have been in therapy twice a week.
Somewhere between deleting Hinge for the fifth time and pretending I didn’t see his story, I decided to turn my crashouts into something useful.
From the ashes of my dating life, Red Flag Babe was born.