another challenge

Moving to New York was certainly the toughest move ever. While I flew out here and have been here for almost 4 weeks, my stuff from Portland that was shipped freight, never decided to show up until this week. It's a long, frustrating story.

Alas, I've been without tools, machines, specific fabrics and needless to say, I have lost a lot of time. I've decided to do a static presentation during fashion week and it is about 3 weeks away. I have 2.5 things done at this moment. I want 12 looks. It's going to be hellish these next few weeks, but I'm going to do whatever it takes. And I want it to be good.  This is the challenge of challenges and I'm going to try to document it as much as possible.

To add on top of that, I'm having to work out of our apt for the time being, which I've done for years, so no biggie. The catch is Monkey, Nathan's cat. Well, Monkey has impeccable taste when it comes to choosing a spot to sleep on. Monkey prefers to lie on the most expensive of silks, and scratch her claws on only the finest of wools. Monkey has now been banned from this room, but she always tries to go where she's not allowed. I love Monkey, but she is mischievous! 

This is going to be tough, but I'm excited to be back to work again and I'm excited for the task at hand.  I am not well when I'm not creating, and I fall into a bad rut. It's exhilarating to sit down and sew and drape after having not. It's also reassuring to know that I haven't forgotten a thing, despite silly doubts that enter my mind sometimes. I made some really great boobie-cups yesterday! :)

Hideous

I am steaming-mad over this.  FIDM (my alma-mater) purchased all of the clothes from my final collection on the auction. That's fine, and theoretically they have the rights to do with them whatever they would like. 

This is when I start get mad: They put on a show in DC a few days ago, making it sound like I was having a fashion show there and used the PR collection to do so. They never invited me, and I had nothing to do with it at all. For anyone who attended, it probably was made to sound like I was a no-show or flaked out, for all I know.

Here is the absolute worst of it all: they completely mixed and re-matched up the separates in the worst way possible. It is atrocious. This is no longer my collection or vision at all. They might as well have put on everything backwards and inside out while they were at it. 

Look below. FIDM, I am utterly disgusted. 

Photo by Chris Leaman

I just had to vent my frustrations here. This makes me mad, but I just want everyone to know that I was NOT behind this show. I'm curious to know who in the hell "styled" these looks?

new new yorkers

We've been here only a few days, and Nathan already has a new freelance job working for his friend's production company. They do a lot of fancy work for their fancy clients. Nathan got to help set up for a big party for Louis Vuitton and Stephen Sprouse tonight at the Bowery. 

When I came to check it out, I found Nathan sitting on a ladder that was straddling the Subway stairwell.  He was plastering posters all over the Subway, which I didn't think would be legal. But I guess when you're Louis Vuitton and are dropping millions and millions on one party, you have enough money to do what ever you want. 

I wonder if Nathan can find me a place to hide so that I can crash the party. I have an evening gown, but no invite to the party. Hmmph!