Chants de Rats; a Patchwork Poetry

In a quiet basement somewhere in the outskirts of Bandung, old garments are being unstitched. Denim once worn thin by sun and sweat is being patched. A coat missing a button finds its match in the discarded shell of another. What some call “waste,” VEARST calls material. What some ignore, VEARST studies—cuts, layers, and stitches with care. From this ritual emerges its latest capsule: CHANTS DE RATS. More than a collection, CHANTS DE RATS is a whispered resistance. A tribute to the unseen hands that mend, gather, and rebuild from ruin. It brings together some of Vearst’s most iconic silhouettes—the denim overall, work jacket, t-shirt and coat—not as newly made items, but as artifacts reconstructed from past lives.

“This collection is about listening to what has been thrown away, as we believe that every fabric carries memory. Every flaw is a phrase in a story too often erased.” The name CHANTS DE RATS, or “songs of rats”, isn’t an ironic flourish. It’s a deliberate metaphor. In a city that never truly sleeps, rats are survivors. Unloved but resourceful, quiet but ever-present. They are the underground archivists of waste and ruin—scavengers that adapt, persist, and find meaning in the excesses of others. At the center of CHANTS DE RATS is the collage process—a method both aesthetic and philosophical.

Vearst doesn’t simply make clothes; it unmakes and remakes them. The coat is assembled from a coat, a work jacket and a painter pants. The denim pants blend multiple deadstock textiles, creating a conversation between materials, textures, and time. The coats are deeply architectural—built with asymmetry, raw seams, and unexpected panels that turn every piece into a walking sculpture. These clothes feel worked, but never over-designed. Their shapes are familiar—utilitarian, minimal—but their surfaces speak of labor, resistance, and repair.

CHANTS DE RATS is made for those who move through the world with intention—not to be seen, but to see. For the ones who notice the rusted bolt on the sidewalk, the faded paint on an old steel door, the poetry in a fraying hem. For the street-poet, who weaves verses from silence and scraps. For the scavenger, who knows that value doesn’t come wrapped in plastic, but layered in dirt, dust, and memory. For the shaper, who doesn’t wait for the perfect conditions—who builds, sews, and reinvents from what they have.

“We see ourselves in the rats—moving through the city’s underlayers, gathering pieces, and weaving together new narratives from what’s been abandoned. These garments are their chants—layered, rugged, oddly elegant. They don’t scream for attention; they hum with quiet defiance.”

This collection honors those who live on the edge of the mainstream, who trust their hands, their eyes, their rhythm. It is for the ones who see beauty in contradiction—who wear the rough with the refined, the new with the worn, the mended with pride. For those who understand that clothing can be language, armor, and archive. These are garments not meant to impress, but to endure. Not to decorate, but to speak. Not to sell a lifestyle, but to witness one. CHANTS DE RATS is for those who survive with style, who create with constraint, who speak through cloth when the world refuses to listen.