My love for fashion started when I first held a Vogue magazine.
It was an instant connection, as many would call it “love at first sight”, I
stayed up gazing into the pictures everyday and every night, treating it like
it was a winning lottery ticket. Until, one day I woke up with an idea and
wrote it down, then immediately came up with the idea of become a stylist.
Immediately anyone I came in contact with would became my muse,
once I started styling I would treat it as if the person was going to an fashion
week event, or the Grammy’s. When in a reality they were just going to CVS.
I wanted to be able to give females like myself a chance to be
fly, chic, posh and also to give everyone a little taste of my style, instead
of traveling to New York, California, Tokyo, Asia I would be able to bring that
all to you.
Being an
professional stylist, draping people in Chanel, Fendi, Louis Vuitton, Dolce
& Gabbana, Versace, Prada, Dior, Giuseppe, Escada, Balenciaga, Alexander
Wang, Celine gives me an unexplainable happiness. Being able to tell people to
“leave me the hell alone” or to just show my softer side all by what I wear. “Fashion
says: Me too… Style says: Only me”
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