Sometimes I feel like art is supposed to mirror life, but strangely it's as if art is trying to catch up to life, to a certain extent?

In some of the darkest and hardest moments, there is always a part of me that is okay. And I can always access that part of me.

I buy what makes my heart sing. So, it's not that I follow one specific track. It's sort of what I like. I love colors. I love unique pieces. I love vintage clothing.

Here is my wish and my desire and my pledge as well: that we remember our true nature and our womanhood. That we own and know that we are more than our bodies and yet our bodies are these sacred, beautiful, rhythmic houses for us.

Throughout high school, I was obsessed with magazines. I used to just comb through them and plaster things on my wall.

We all, as women, need to continue to change our gaze from how we are seen to how we are seeing.

I was spoiled when I worked in the magazine world. Fashion closets are heaven and I seem to model my organization after a fashion closet.