10 March 2009
Recipe for a Decision

Filed under for fashion's sake

Oh, what to do about the future? I am at a crossroads.

I think I may skip spring 2010.  With my little baby due on April 24th- who am I kidding? Will I be able to churn out another 30 piece collection before August? Shortly put, No. I am also giving up my studio. My beautiful 800 sq foot space. I need to be working from home.  I am putting almost everything in storage and converting an 80 sq foot bedroom into a .  .  . I wouldn’t call it a studio necessarily . .  . maybe a grave? Where fashion designers are laid to rest? Oh, the drama.

I was and still am totally stoked on spring 2010. The rugged refinery of my “Lake Superior Yacht Club” themed collection was shaping up really well, putting the ‘fun’ in functional and the ‘is’ in sophisticated. Sigh.  Maybe I will just design it in imagination land, with this blog as my sketchbook. Sounds like a plan.

On second thought- I probably won’t be able to help myself in making a collection. I am compelled to do these things. I need some parameters though- so I am going give myself a strict set of rules to follow- this is a collection that will be made  for the hell of it, not for the career of it.  The rules are as follows:

1) No limits on creativity- as in no regard for saleability, cohesiveness, or critics. As simple or as complicated as I want. Production costs not a factor. Because it probably won’t be produced anyway.

2) I am not allowed to spend any money. Not a cent. I have enough supplies. If the zipper doesn’t match then oh well. I have enough fabric too- fabric that was once a glimmer in my eye, an “amazing” idea at that point of purchase. I am sure I will be able to recapture that zygote and give the fabric it’s due future of garmenthood.

OOOOH!!!! I love the limits a box gives. It’s so much easier to think outside of it when there is one.  Back to my creative force. Back to the old days when I was making clothing selfishly, to satisfy my soul-  like this little gem I made for a paper dress competition. Oh, ze good ol’ days.  I feel slightly calmer.

2009-03-10  ::  adrienne