The beginning

My dad sells fabrics. As a kid I would hang out at his store after school. The store would be packed with design students, fashion designers and people from the costume departments of the local theatres. Sometimes they would bring their sketchbooks with them and let me have a look.
When I got older and started high school, my mom took some design courses and started doing some freelance work for some designers, sewing and drafting patterns for them. Sometimes I’d give her sketches I had made, get some fabrics from my dad’s store and ask her to make me stuff too. Maybe not a surprise then that I ended up studying fashion when I finished high school.






















