There are not many truly amazing things one gets to do for the first time, and you only start to realize this after a certain age. I am now at that age. I cherish immensely every experience that moves me, and replay it in my mind until I know I am no longer able to evoke the brilliance of it and resurrect the intensity of feelings.
I recently wore the Venetian Gown of the White Dahlia collection to a Rett Syndrome charity event that was held at a masterpiece of neo-elegance called SLS hotel in Beverly Hills. My beautiful friend Linda Tailor (model and activist) wore another one of the pieces from the collection. I must admit, I felt as if I was infused with a shot of beauty and desirability. Supplementary I got to witness another woman’s luster, dressed and swelled by my take on antique modernity. I blissfully celebrated an experience of White Dahlia as a subject, which was amplified by me experiencing it as an observer for the first time.