Don’t stop just because it seems tough. I had packed away my fashion collection and saved it for when my passion would return. Too many years of fighting made me forget the love of it all. Then when I talked about my brand over dinner I remembered what it was all about. It was a fashion escape of make believe.

For women and perhaps girls to wear the dresses and know their inner beauty. Not by what the dresses say but by who we are like super man with his cape. Fashion changes the way we walk. It is not the price but the thought.

Taking the time to care to treat ourselves well. Doing our nails and styling our hair. It is not for the boys, but for the girl in the mirror. I want to go back to where fashion began when beauty and art was made by hand. It is the love to create which is true fashion.

Messy painter alert.

I haven’t painted or drawn in years, but painting and writing cards is a nice start.

Seeing an old friend reminded me of when I first moved to London to go to fashion school. She hired me to work at the Burberry flagship 10 years ago.

I have dress slips without labels. I took them out of the box and am sewing the labels in. Lets begin.