I can’t tell you how excited I am for one of my newest projects. Jenny and Quinton are getting married on the Playa (meaning at Burning Man) this year. They exchanged private vows last year but wanted to share their love with their friends and community this year. I was extremely honored when Jenny asked me to design her dress. She gave me her old dress and told me to do whatever I wanted. Yes, a bride without control issues! She is a testament to giving out love and allowing it to come back to her. I can only hope that the dress I make will stand a chance in complimenting the glow she will have that day.
The original dress
close up of the front so far
I’ll keep posting as it unravels. It’s only pinned so far and I’m currently trying to figure out the structure of the skirt so she can wear it that week as much as she wants.
I love my life!
I never thought that I would have a blog.
I’ve always been a person of few words, bringing all of the long hours I spend in human observation and inner contemplation (that I almost never share) to the world solely through the spaces that I design as an architectural designer. I know there are many architecture blogs, but to me, architecture is not something you can write about, nor show in a picture; its something you experience, its the way a space makes you feel and how it effects your actions, quietly influencing your life through your routines, your human comfort, your perception of self, your rituals, your feeling of safety, your bodies mobility… when it comes down to it though, what are the clothes you wear but the first layer of human architecture? Unlike architecture today (versus tribal times) most western humans no longer have the ability to take control of their built environment because the basic framework of design is just not a shared cultural knowledge anymore. Architecture is mass produced for the lowest cost (in so many ways) and pumped out as a universal solution to everyone needing structure. Unfortunately our clothing has followed the same trends away from personalization and towards mass production and distribution.
Unlike architecture though, most of us have the basic knowledge of how clothing effects us through our routines, human comfort, perception of self, rituals, feeling of safety, bodily mobility etc leaving personal style as an easy(er) first step in taking control of the built environment we live in, hence, no longer accepting the universal solutions of design our society is trying to feed us. And so, if I want to always wear layers of loose cotton blends that could easily be worn to bed then rolled out of (wrinkle free) in the morning (to get a bowl of ice cream which I then go back to bed and eat) and spend my day working and sitting on the floor, rolling over to my low couch to cuddle with my love until I leave the house when I’ll throw on a long cotton blend coat because it fits my frame well… then so be it. I love my life, I love my clothes, I love myself enough to just be me.
As in architecture, I don’t believe one can fully express their ideas of personal style and the experience of clothing solely through a blog but since people have been asking me for years about my personal style, how I make my clothes and will I make them something, I’ve finally decided to take the step and share myself and my experience with anyone who wants to go on this new adventure with me. This blog is my way of sharing my new adventure of designing clothing not only for myself but for all of the beautiful and inspirational women in my life and in our community. You are the new abundant inspiration in my life and these are the creations you bring out of me.