Thursday, April 28, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
I've got a confession to make. Please don't hold this against me. Although I swore off ever auditioning for another fashion reality series, I am going back on my word. Okay, there. I said it. One of my models/fashion friends emailed me the info a couple of weeks ago. And this time, judging by the application and description, it doesn't sound like I need to be a tailor par excellence. When I explained that to my boyfriend, he just laughed asking, "Well, how are they going to judge you?" All I could do was grin sheepishly. Let me say this. I am not looking for stardom. Well, maybe just a little bit. But the grand prize winner gets their line in stores and that is the kind of help that I can use. So tomorrow afternoon I'll be waiting in line with other hopefuls, my arms full with photos and samples and a video DVD. I'll flash my winning smile and suck in my stomach when I meet the judges and hope for the best. After all, nothing beats a failure but a try. And this time I won't feel all sad and dejected if they never call me. I've been down this road too many times to warrant that kind of reaction. But I am going to prepare the best acceptance speech ever. "I'd like to thank my mom and my agent. . ." Oh, I forgot, this isn't the Oscars.
Peace & Fashion!
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
When my father passed, my sister was only fourteen years old. His death really threw her into a tailspin. Her teenage and young adult years were pretty tough. I didn't know what kind of impact this news would have on her. I wanted to protect her from the truth, but there was nothing I could do to change the reality. So I arranged for us to meet after work. Over cocktails at TGIFriday's in Lower Manhattan, I calmly relayed the news. There were some tears, but she soldiered on. And a couple days later, my sister and I arranged a conference call with my brother and sister-in-law who live out of state where we broke the news to them as well. My mother confided in my aunt, her only sibling, who resides in Texas over the phone one afternoon. Collectively, we decided that we were going to keep a positive outlook. With the best doctors in the city tending to my mother at the best cancer treatment facility in the city, optimism has been in no short supply.
This Friday past, my mother came through surgery with flying colors. We are waiting to get the final word from her doctor after the pathology, but it seems that her cancer was detected and removed in its first stage. She may not need any radiation and she definitely will not need to undergo chemotherapy. I continue to remain in prayer as my mother recuperates. I look forward to seeing her smiling face in the audience when I present my collection in September. And I expect to see her, healthy and beautiful, for so many more seasons to come because we are conquerors. . .
Peace & Fashion!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
I am rejuvenated and focused - again. And I am ready to conquer the fashion world with my sophisticated line of fashion for the curvy woman. Every season I say that it is my best collection to date. So I am not going to say that this time. But what I will say is that I am convinced that I am on the right track.