I have always loved fashion. Always.
Even as a little girl, I remember I would earn $1… and immediately I knew I could bike to my favorite store – Sackett’s – and buy a headband. And if I was lucky, there would be a sale that day – 2 for the price of 1.
In 8th grade, I remember being so excited when I finally saved up enough money (I think it was $12 or so) and bought myself a subscription to Vogue Magazine. And each time it was delivered… as if it was some thing made of glass, I would carry it to my bedroom and sit on my bed looking at all the fashions. My goodness… I even remember cutting out things I loved and taping them to my wall. (Right next to Kirk Cameron.)
In high school, it was all about Seventeen Magazine and Guess jeans. They were my must-haves and I loved them.
Even in college… I remember my father would send me some money here and there for “emergencies.” Well, my emergency was usually a fashion emergency. (Sorry, Dad!) And I would venture out and purchase some new clothes – always at my favorite local store, Berks. Berks was the only store at the time that actually sold Uggs and something called “name-brand jeans.”
So it was only natural for me… after graduating from college, to look into the fashion world. Truth be told, I wanted to combine fashion with TV. How to do that? How to do that? My thought process… go to NYC. And this is how it went down… I drove to NYC – got the yellow pages from a local coffee shop – went to Kinkos and LITERALLY photocopied all the contact information for every single fashion house in NYC.
Do you want to know how fate plays a part in life?
I ended up sending out my resume to 43 fashion houses in all – big and small. But, accidentally, when I was in NYC THAT ONE DAY, I mailed out one resume to New York City with my Rhode Island contact information. My husband and I hadn’t moved to NYC yet – so I didn’t have a NYC phone number – yet! The next 42 resumes I sent contained my New York City contact information.
I heard back from Donna Karan (after saying prayers upon prayers and wishes upon wishes!) 3 days later. I set up an interview for the following week. I was hired as one of Donna Karan’s Personal Assistants. Not bad for my first job out of college. I got to see an international icon work and create every single day. I got to see Donna do interviews and sketch and prepare for Fashion Week. It was the most incredible experience. After a year… it was time to move into another position in the company… and for the next 6 years I remained immersed in the world of fashion from every perspective, learning each day from all the designers, executives, buyers, marketers, publicists, merchandisers, vendors, celebrities and customers.
Now the fate part? Where does that come in? After I got the job at Donna Karan, I filed away all of my resumes. I almost fainted when I realized I had sent out the WRONG phone number on every single one of my 42 other resumes with my New York City contact information. I remember the last 4 digits of my phone number were 4778. I sent out the digits 4788. No wonder I didn’t hear from any of them!
I immediately called the “wrong” number to see if I had received any calls… curiousity got the best of me! Well, I was greeted with someone swearing at me and telling me how annoying it had been to be fielding phones calls for me for the last 2 weeks.
Donna Karan was obviously where I was meant to be.
So here I am now. Married. Mother of 4 boys. I’m not in the Donna Karan world anymore. I am not able to see the fashion world buzz around me every single day.
But I love the world… it has never gone away.
Fashion has just taken on a new meaning. It’s dressing me, now as a mother. As a 30-year old woman. It’s dressing my 4 beautiful boys. And loving when I find the coolest outfits for them. It’s being conscious of prices. And being able to search the internet for the best online stores and boutiques.
It’s knowing that even though I am married and a mother… that clothing creates an image of who you are. Whether you are going for chic or comfort. Just think about how you feel when you are wearing a brand new outfit. You feel good. Confident. That’s how we should feel as mothers.
Ahh… fashion. Fashion. Fashion. I love this world. Join me as I find fabulous fashions for you and your family, and give great fashion tips for moms in “what not to wear”! Blogging and vlogging it all!