Could the New Paradigm be real or I am simply growing older and feeling more that everyday is truly a gift. All I know is that sitting at Musso and Frank's bar on a Saturday night with my best friend of 18 years, pondering the meaning of it all, is meaning enough for me.
It's difficult running a business. A fashion business? VERY difficult. Doing it on your own is near impossible. So when I received an email from a fashion student in Berlin, Germany stating that she wanted to be apart of Stickybaby, I was all but in awe.
Thoughtful musings about what is means to be a person living their life through an artful scope of fashion. Is striving to be virtuous enough? Do we have to 'fall in line' to feel well? I'll be questioning these demands as I create and release beauty into this world. And I won't be doing it quietly.
"Click, click, BOOM! The cherry flavored wood and cozy rugs splashed about the abode created a warm and inviting backdrop. She danced around comfortably as I snapped away. Capturing my first photo shoot in LA, and what felt finally like an overdue surrender; a coming home. Welcome back."
I even stumped myself with this one. Anyone who has relocated from NYC to Los Angeles can probably relate. The first week on this coast, I kept myself up late through the night with wonders including: "did I make a huge mistake?" "I can't even drive!" and finally "how do I get back to New York?". For all intents and purposes I'll be giving Los Angeles at least one year to grow on me, until then...here's the story of why I left my broken heart in New York to pursue happiness in California.