I’m all for customizing fashion to make it your own.
My cat has decided to get in on the DIY act and he has thoughtfully & skillfully customised my favourite vintage sequin bow sweater for me.
Does that make it Cature not couture?
Tonight I presented a Summer Style Workshop to an enthusiastic and excited room of professional people.
I had a rack of colorful, textural, patterned garments chosen for their boldness. My job is to introduce the trends as they are and I aim to demonstrate them in pieces of clothing that are wearable and yet not the norm.
Fashion needs to advance, we can’t do that by staying the same. It’s called ‘fashion forward’ not ‘fashion mundane’ lol!
I need to select items that challenge people to stretch, to evolve. To take risks. Fashion is risk.
Good news for me that the people I presented tonight were professional, poised and powerful. I can tell that in the coming week and beyond they are going to be ‘leaning in’ and taking risks in their wardrobes.
Thanks to Decjuba, Portmans and Identity who trust me with their precious pieces of clothing fabulousness and thanks to the beautiful women who came along and played dress-up with me.
I must have been gardening pretty hard out today because I broke my old faithful trowel.
The handle snapped clean off.
That was the end of my time in the garden for the foreseeable future.
I came inside and husband and I had dinner and then we exchanged gifts for our anniversary. He handed me my present and I was pretty sure from the shape of it that it was a piece of clothing. (Ok more like ‘hopeful’)
I unwrapped the silver wrapping and found bubble wrap covering something heavy. I tore into the bubble wrap to find two stunning gardening trowels. Both with solid oak wooden handles and stainless steel heads. Talk about quality and simplicity. They were beautiful!
Then I realized:
Husband had given me a new hand trowel and the transplanting trowel on the very same day that I broke mine. #squee
What a guy!
They look even better with dirt on them: