But American Apparel’s 2015 bankruptcy wiped out most of his net
worth, so where would he get the money? Didn’t his tawdry past of
sexual harassment allegations make him radioactive? And shouldn’t
American Apparel’s collapse prove that making clothes in the U.S.
is a fool’s errand?
Yet here he is, at 48, overseeing a startup with seamstresses
and fabric cutters and boxes of T-shirts waiting to be shipped
across the country. He’s on, he’s riffing, he’s explaining the
benefits of immigration, he’s envisioning a company that will
someday hit $1 billion in revenue. (American Apparel topped out
at $634 million in 2013.) “We’re building, grooving, growing,”
His new company, Los Angeles Apparel, was launched late last
year as a wholesale business — just like American Apparel’s
origins in 1989 — selling blank basics such as T-shirts and
Very similar brand aesthetic to American Apparel, too, but with Microgramma subbed in for Helvetica Neue as the company typeface.