UPDATE!!!

My life has changed drastically in the last year. . .

Let's see, where to begin. . .

First, I'd start with my move out of San Francisco (tear) back to Fresno, Ca. I know, I know, it's only three or so hours away from the city I love SO much, but let's be honest here, anyone from the city, who belongs in the city, knows three hours is a lifetime away. And the difference in people and culture are even further. But I've taken this leap (forcefully) with open arms and an open mind. I will be back in San Francisco someday, I belong there. I will be back. . .

Now Fresno. . . Fresno is. . . Fresno. I have to give it to them for trying to open up and broaden our horizons here. In the past few years, they've really brought a lot of changes to this area, including the new mod fad that's taking over younger populations, which remind me a little of the city. Here, I am working on a new portfolio, new collections, freelancing. . . pretty much living my life. I was pretty apprehensive about moving back at first, "What am I going to do in Fresno??" I had no idea. But I will admit it has taken a huge load off of my shoulders not having to work a full time job doing something I hate, just to make part of my thousand-something dollar rent each month. Not to mention, I LOVE to eat and actually having money to go out to exotic dinners is AMAZING (and fattening). Once I got over the sadness and grief of losing my city, and once the three-year old tantrums ended, I've come to realize. . . dun! dun! DUN! . . . this place isn't so bad.

So here is where I will remain, telling you a little more of my life changes since I've been back and letting you into something completely personal and all mine. . . .

Being in Love and Fashion

Do you remember the first time you fell in love? How your heart raced, your face flushed, and your stomach turned upside down over and over again? Maybe, like me, you even found it hard to breathe sometimes. But you yearned to feel like that, to be in that moment forever. No matter the cost. Even if it meant you'd have to sacrifice your heart being broken at some point down the line. It's really inevitable with your first love. I know I'll never forget that first kiss, so passionate, my heart pounding against his chest, and the butterflies I got every time we were together, or even at the very thought of him. Fashion does that for me. It's my first love all over again and again and again. You're probably thinking 'this girl is crazy'. But it's true, and only a handful of people can truly feel that way, that passionately about something that you can let it consume you completely. When I am thinking about creating a new collection, feeling the fabric across my body, the excitement I get in producing something new, I want to put my heart and soul into every minute of it. Because like that first love, it can be gone in a flash. Love comes and goes, and you can sit around, waiting forever to feel that way with someone again, but fashion will always be here, ever evolving.