Time to fall back in love with the dream. When I began this adventure in 2013, I thought the world would open up and make all that I would touch real. But when it faded and time took to raining. I lost it. That twinkle, I keep fighting to surface from what felt as failure. To the world, it seemed that I had gotten it all.

Though in my heart I felt the fall. All the scars from let downs. I have been casually dating my dream, not ready for the real thing. Mainly because I am not certain I have what it takes to break the fake. To be real. To be my truth. To know that my heart is alive. I cannot feel that love that once smiled my heart.

I forgot love that dreams. But I cannot stand under practicing that which I preach. So damnit, I need to become the magnet and run faster and harder. Death will have to catch me, because I want this life to count. Not only that, but I want to commit to love. Real love the kind that fights and holds tight. So here we go once again: Elsa Fitzgerald will you take me back. I am ready to dance.

Image research for the next Elsa Fitzgerald Collection – first to be designed and Made in Baltimore.

Fashions that inspire a wild mystery.

I like the glamour that is creepy and somewhat scary.

Perhaps it is not always a smile that is needed to open imagination’s gate.

The Art of the Tease – hello burlesque