“Playing dress-up begins at 5 and never truly ends.”
My love for fashion began at the ripe age of 5. My mom worked for a magazine merchandising company and was able to bring home old magazines that didn’t sell. She would always grab me any fashion related magazine because she knew how much I loved them. I would cut them up and make “paper dolls” or restyle the outfits with pieces I found in other magazines. I always understood fashion more than anything else.
At about 12 I started to sketch outfits I would dream up. I loved the amount of creative therapy it was for me. When I was stressed, heartbroken, happy, mad I would sketch. My family would often find me on my bed, or in front of the television sketching away.
As I moved into high school my focus shifted to dance. I thought for the longest time dance would be my story. Dance would be my life, but for some reason, dance was never an opportunity I had. I injured myself, or a dance teacher made it a point to shut those dreams down. Which in turn set me on my path to fashion.
After ending my dance journey I fell back into fashion. My school offered fashion merchandising classes and fashion design, classes. My merchandising teacher was amazing and really took me in at a rough time and really lit the fire I had for fashion. He would often find me sketching when I should have been listening to his lectures, but instead of punishing me he encouraged me to continue sketching.
My fashion design class inspired me to do more than just sketch, it inspired me to style, to learn terms and to get my portfolio going. Assignments would consist of time period inspirations or movie costume ideas. I would often go above and beyond my assignments and sketch more. One assignment was to pick an era and sketch an outfit from that period. I went through and designed outfits from 1900-2000. Choosing era’s like the 1920’s, 1950’s, of course, I had to do the 60’s-70’s my favorite period of fashion. I just loved every assignment and I lived it. My teacher asked to keep my portfolio and I told her I would love to have it back, so she asked to photocopy it for material for her future classes. I remember passing by my senior year seeing my sketches up on her front chalkboard being used as inspiration for her assignments.
That is where my love for fashion came from. A little girl cutting up fashion magazines to stepping in front of the camera and showing off my style. I couldn’t have asked for a better hobby/talent.