Where do I start? I guess that it all begin when a long time ago. You see, I was a feral child surviving in the wilds of up state New York. I always heard about the fables and myths about the prowess of fashion. But being the unbridled thing I was, I denied myself of the joys and wonders of style: All in the vein name of pride!!!
It wasn’t until the sweet age of 18 until I realized that fashion and all its marvels was not just for the snooty and conceited. It was new and excited. My eyes opened and I found my calling! Fate was screaming, “FASHION!!!!” in my face with zeal!
I guess that I always liked fashion, but only in a small voice, whispering, in the back of my head. Now, however, it yells in with Fate telling me, “I told you so.”
