A lot of times people come into the shop and ask if I designed all of the clothes. I’m not sure why but it is wide-spread confusion, as I design none of the clothes. With exception of ill-proportioned paper dolls I’d make as a child, I do not draw. No one would ever let me near a drawing board (or whatever designers use) for the sheer sanctity of design. Mainly because it would be hard to make patterns from stick figures colored in with magic markers and small arrows explaining what things actually are. I wish I was talented in designing; but buying good designs that I can do.
Every once in a while a dress comes in at the shop and it’s so good that I wish I would have designed it. The way it moves, the way it falls — it’s perfection. This is that dress. I wish I could tell people that I’ve spent my life designing this one piece. This dress, this would have been my opus.
But you know, those who can’t, sell. Isn’t that what they say?