I still remember the very first handbags I made. They were nice—really nice. And the moment I held them in my hands, I knew I was an artist. Something clicked....
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Do you remember the days of old phone books? Not the giant yellow ones — I mean the small ones. If you know, you know. If you don't, it's time to...
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I woke up this morning expecting to be on a flight to New York — the pulse of fashion, inspiration, and fabrics waiting for my next collection. Instead, I was...
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