I thought about writing about how I haven't seen wood lice in over ten years, but that's just weird right? So, I'm going to write about my funeral. Because that's not weird at all. The reason I'm writing about my funeral is because a friend of mine out of the blue recently said to me "If you die any time soon, can I have your clutch bag collection?"
Fashion is big business, it is part of the GDP of many nations, and it is a business of talent and perfection in the background. When this week London held its Fashion Week, the average collection run through is about 12-16 minutes. The rest of the seconds, minutes and hours towards and after that moment is a clockwork industry of talent and precision.
My design philosophy is rich, luxurious and desirable, in the sense of a woman see's it, wants it and has to have it. I want my name to associate with this feeling. I want my graduate collection to be on the same level as Haute Couture, when I design I want my clothes to be segmented with this category.