People always ask me how I got started in fashion. I never know what story to tell becuase there are a lot of storeis; a lot of paths and even road blocks that led me down this road. Im not sure what moment in time set that “ahha!” light off, to turn this distant dream into a reality
The most vivid moment I can recall was back in late October last year – I was ona mission: : to find my birthday suit. I envisioned a beautiful black and taupe dress with chiffon and tulle for days and days paired with a rockstar black leather jacket . A mix of classic, chic, and girly. A spin-around-in-your-dress kinda moment. I stepped into a BCBG where Pierson, a fabulously dressed-to-the-tee sales rep helped me out. “Are you a designer” –he asks. If that isn’t the best pick up line I have ever heard, then I don’t know what is- but clearly he wasn’t trying to hit on me as I was not his cup of tea- if you know what I mean. We got to talking about how much I love fashion and the styling aspect of it and –ironically- my frustrations with how hard a time I was having getting my foot into the fashion world beacause im not a designer, per se
Pierson reffered me to website called Model Mayhem (a network for designers, STYLISTS, models, make up artist andphotographers to collaborate on photo shoots). I don’t know what got me going more: the HUGE compliment that boosted my confidence or the resource to network with other artists. All in all, I took that moment in time as a sign and ran with it. It’s funny how serendipitous life is if you stop to take it in for a moment. Coincidence or not, everything happens for a reason- reasons we may not understand at the time.