One thing for sure, I have never been the “typical” fashion person. If there is a typical anything…..I grew up in Honolulu, Hawaii and as far back as I can remember, I was a tomboy with a huge passion for fashion.
I would pour over Bazaar, Vogue and Seventeen Magazine, memorizing the designers, photographers, make up artists. It was a time of incredible artistry, craft, and glamour. Studying the works of Way Bandy, Herb Ritts, Scavullo, Lagerfeld, Grace Coddington, I could recognize their work like how one recognizes a piece of fine art. Quickly coming to understand that a great shot was created just like a fine painting – right designer, makeup artist, photographer and model all come together in an instant moment captured and frozen in time.
I also grew up spending 90% of my time outdoors, roller blading, boogie boarding, camping, fishing, swimming, playing tennis, horseback riding, biking. My mom was a super mom that loved anything outdoors. Snorkeling, fishing and camping were high on her list.
Taking ballet classes from 5 years old, I was a skinny, long limbed, petite kid and naturally took to it. My passion for dance grew, adoring the discipline and contradiction of pushing your body so hard yet having to make everything appear so effortless, graceful and feather light. My love of ballet continued, so much so that by the time I was in high school I was taking 5 classes a week, a point class, a company class, lessons 3 times a week…living every second for it. My eye was on a scholarship to the Royal Ballet in London, whom a number of students from our ballet company had received.