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I’ve been trying to write this bit about me for more months than I can count now and so far, all the drafts I have contain nothing but the reasons why I have nothing to say. So I’m just gonna sit down and do it once and for all. And I know after this, I’ll be editing and changing things so what I’ve written now might not be the same in a few months.

So that’s already one side of me. I could take forever choosing among thousands of ideas as to the perfect way to do something and never come to a decision for a long time. At least, when not pressured. I’m never happy with a decision made on the spot. Because no matter how good (or terrible!) it is, I always find something about it I can improve on afterwards. I like to have the liberty of changing my decisions any time I want, I frequently do and I always end up with something better than my initial choice. That’s just how I work.

I have an aversion to anything generic, common, hackneyed. I like the things that surround me to be unstandard, different, yknow, with a little special something. I like contrasts. I guess I’ll just go and list things that I like. Ugh I really have no clue how to write this. I like sunsets more than sunrises. I feel better at night than during out on a bright day. I like frilly ballerina skirts and pink and cotton candy as much as I like tailored jackets and black and champagne. I dress according to my mood. I sometimes dress depending on the weather. The best thing about the rain is a pair of quirky rainboots. I used to kill my feet wearing shoes with heels less than 3 inches. I now live in a pair of relatively flat pair of flipflops.

I like listening to people’s stories and knowing people. I love all the different cultures. I read much too many books. I love Radio Three Sixty, lounge, ambient, vocal and deep house music, a little jazz and classical. I used to play Kenny G over and over. I like to travel and see places, experience things. I like shiny new things and I like trying out new things. I sometimes feel like I’m 12 persons in 1 with my appetite for the world. I play music on loudspeakers when sewing.

I did not know how to make a decent piece of garment until around 8 months ago. Blood sweat and tears literally go into the clothes I make, although not necessarily on them. The most I have bled from a garment I’m making is with a tailored jacket. I was pricked with pins at least 11 times. I hate and am scared of physical pain, but I can stand it if I have to. I will bleed for fashion.

That’s it for now. More later. This is exhausting.