As I get cozy at one of our fave local places to dream, write, create and connect, coffee fills my bones while rain dusts off the city this fall Sunday morning. A calm energy floats through the air, with a focused mood from others working, and families with no agenda gather to enjoy the day together.
A lot has happened since the fashion show and what.a.ride it has been. In a recent conversation with someone amazing, I shared how I felt stuck and depressed. Among other things, she shared I take a look at the 30,000 foot view of e v e r ything that has happened this year. <listen more on this and why we should note the celebrations on this fab podcast here> That prompted a fun visual. She suggested I post it, which of course I took literally and fashion fam, you are welcome. I’d love to share with you this view if you’d like to experience this multicolor lens with me. Continue reading →
When I stepped into the fashion world, I subscribed to thinking beauty was an idea that I had to look a certain way, weigh a certain number, and acceptance was woven into that thinking. Being loved was accepted on the outside, preferably with a boyfriend in tow. Continue reading →
A few months ago I took an improv class as a team building with coworkers. After overcoming the initial fear of potential embarrassment, the process of ‘clearing out the attic’ of your imagination became such a blast and illuminated a new outlook on life, my creative soul soaked right up.
Fast forward a few months and I find myself wrestling with a question that had become lodged in my attic, packaged up nicely but left to collect cobwebs. Continue reading →