It does not take a lot of effort to make me happy.
1. Good music: It's amazing how a song can alter a mood.
2. A fabulous outfit: Nothing says "Yes I can" like a killer look.
3. A fabulous outfit that I laboriously constructed with my own two little hands ... and being complimented on it.
4. Styling. It's that simple. I throw things together that you'd never imagine would possibly work together, all while making it look good. Not to mention, I can throw in a handmade belt with a killer bow made from pleather strap scrap, or reupholster a chair for you. Really, whatever is your cup of tea.
5. Lovely Day in Soho, NY. Eat their Seared Tuna Salad or their Pad Thai, and was it down with their homemade green tea. Then tell me you suddenly have a reason to live. It's serious.
That being said. I have been constantly, daily, and consistently inspired. Really, it's like some kind of phenomenon, some kind of spiritual rush (or slap, so to speak) to force my true calling on me. The littlest things can inspire me. Like, walking down teh street and seeing a crushed stylophone cup, noting how the shape would be an incredible base of a silhouette of a dress.
Looking at high fashion & couture art and photography has been my absolute #1 biggest influence. Period. It's incredible. I get such a rush of inspiration - if I has 12 hands, I'd create a collection in 24 hours flat. Pencils and sketchbooks can not contain this frantic whirling brain of ideas. It's not or never when it comes to inspiration.
So that's when I realized, that what it comes down to. If and when you're inspired, do it. Right there. Stop what you're doing, and act on your inspiration. Because in six hours, that inspiration will be long gone.
Be alert. Be inspired. Create. Repeat.
