Streetwear for the emotionally unstable and trout-afflicted
BLOODY FUMING™ was born not out of design, but out of betrayal.
One day, a trout took our jacket. David didn’t blink. Carrots lied.
So we built a brand to fight back—with emotionally unstable socks and unreasonably loud hoodies.
We don’t sell fashion.
We sell wearable confusion.
We are a cult, but like, a cozy one.
We scream in car parks. We cry in style. We look amazing while doing it.
Join us. Wear us. Fear us.
“I wore the hoodie to Tesco and three flamingos followed me home. I don’t feel safe. I feel iconic.”
— ★★★★★
“I put the socks on. I remembered things I wasn’t supposed to. The drip is real.”
— ★★★★☆
“My mum asked what BLOODY FUMING was. I said it’s a fashion cult. She nodded. She gets it now.”
“Bought the trout hoodie. Haven’t been emotionally available since.”