Muskan was a young 16year-old girl. One day she turned around to me and said, "Sir, my story was written even before I was born." She said, she wasn't angry. She wasn't dramatic.She said it as a statement of fact that someone might say this is my surname or this is my height. Trafficked at the age of 12, her childhood ended even before it began. Over the next few years, she was repeatedly abused, controlled, dehumanized, denied safety. She was denied choice and denied even the most basic dignity.She lived i ...

So let me take you on a journey. What if the factory of the future is ethical, regenerative, and beautiful for our cities, for our eyes, for our souls. On a wooden table in Athens, a jacket lays open.The lining is torn. The woman repairing it had one sewn under threat. But tonight she just finished giving a lecture.And as she closes the last stitch, she puts her name on the label. Not a logo, a name. You can feel it in the room.When we make, we belong. And belonging changes everything. This is the fashion f ...

First of all, I just want to say that English is not my native language. So, please bear with me and please travel with this story. This is very important story for thousands of women.Each of us identifies with a name. A name which was specially given to us with love at our birth. It's what our teachers call us. It's on our ID card. And it even shows up on our to go coffee.But what if that name was erased at a very young age. When young girl or woman is married and then her name is replaced with a label, on ...

[applause] YOU BETTER WATCH OUT. The migrants are coming. They're coming in numbers, in waves. They're crossing borders, taking our jobs, flooding our systems. They're drowning our NHS. At least that's what we're told. What about the stories we're not told? Detail behind the news headlines and catchy slogans. It's easy to forget about the real people involved. It's even easier to push them out of sight and out of mind. But when we do this, they don't just disappear. My name is Dr.. Prih Patel. My last human ...