Style Engineer/ Brand Strategist
Whisking in and out of blistering winds, combating a congestion of red tail lights back to back just to get to your destination, squirming your eyes around to admire the ornate ensembles of other fashion enthusiasts– I was where I am supposed to be. Being at New York Fashion Week this past weekend made me
“Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair./ Its had tacks in it,/ And splinters,/ And boards torn up,/ And places with no carpet on the floor–/ Bare./ But all the time/ I’se been a-climbin’ on,” – Langston Hughes. These words, written in the poem “Mother to Son” have been momentous in my life for