The Woman Behind All This

Name’s Kinlee.Long-haired, loud-mouthed, covered in paint most days.

I started Howdy Outlaw Co. to stop doubting myself and just make shit I love. Turns out, a lot of y’all feel the same way.

This shop? It’s part grit, part therapy, and all heart. Every piece is made by hand, made with soul, and made for outlaws like you.

But let me back it up for a second.

For a long time, I thought I had to pick a lane—the polished career designer or the kind that makes stuff with heart.The clean-cut, corporate-approved version or the one who paints skulls and sells tees with aliens on 'em. Luxury western or dirt-road hippy with a paint-stained hoodie.

None of it ever fully fit.I’m all of it. And none of it. So I quit trying to tone it down or tidy it up.

Howdy Outlaw was my way of saying: I’m doing it my way now.

Sometimes it’s a digital print.

Sometimes it’s a playing card I painted while drinking cold coffee at midnight.

Other times it’s a shirt with a cowboy alien on it—because why the hell not.

There’s no formula here. Just feeling. Just fire.If it means something to me, I put it out there—and somehow, it ends up meaning something to you too.

This space isn’t just a storefront. It’s a little bit of rebellion and a whole lot of permission—to be weird, be bold, be tender, be loud, and be a walking contradiction if you want to.

So if you’ve ever felt like you don’t quite fit but you’ve got a whole lot to say—welcome. You’re in the right place.

Thanks for being here.Thanks for seeing me.And most of all—thanks for giving a damn about the art.

– KinleeFounder, Maker, Mess-Maker