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[27 Jul 2008|10:20am] |
The last twenty three years of my life have been filled with so many trials and errors, emotional and physical ups and downs, and everything else that could have been thrown in my direction that it has shaped me into what I would like to think is the strong, confident, successful young woman you see before you.
I graduated from the Fashion Institute of Technology in 2006 with an Associates in Merchandising. Thanks to online classes and the hard working mind-set I've had drilled into my mind thanks to both of my parents and my husband, I've now got a Bachelors in Merchandising and am on my way to an Associates in Design. I love every single aspect of the Fashion Industry. I've worked my self from the bottom up. And for being such a young woman, I must say that to be in my position is a definite added bonus. Wonderful seats at every single fashion week event. Wonderful gifts from designers straight off show room floors, or on rare occasions things that are not released to the public yet. I once was an intern to the most talented, most incredible designer ever - Mr. Marc Jacobs. However, I was only lucky enough to meet him once in my six months of internship. I fetched coffee, I tied laces, I shined shoes, I polished jewelry.. I helped everywhere and anywhere I was needed. It was every nineteen year old's dream internship, for sure.
When I was almost twenty years old I left New York City to live in South Beach Miami. It was wonderful. I worked for a lovely woman named Luella Bartley. I worked there for my entire time I lived in Miami, and even when I moved back to New York City. Once settled back into New York City I actually took a step down from my position at Luella. Between the money I've made and saved, and the time I spend with my husband and daughter, working well over fifty hours a week was not for me anymore. So, I'm now a stylist for one of my most favorite magazines ever. Nylon magazine. I do shoots when I can. I'm working on writing articles as well. But I'd much rather do what I'm doing right now...
I design merchandise for my husbands band. Which happens to be one of the largest bands ever right now. He won't ever want to admit that, but it's most definitely true. He is the bassist in the band Clandestine. In the last few years his band has gone from main stage at Warped Tour to the biggest venues and sold out tickets. He travels around the world, sees things people envy him for seeing. He is so incredibly talented and driven and.. The best father our three year old daughter could have ever asked for.
We were married here, in New York City, though we still lived in New York. We were blessed with our daughter, Ella Elizabeth. She is the light of both our lives. Our reason for waking up every morning, our reason to smiling, our reason for laughing.. Everything. She makes our little family complete. We lived together in Miami for quite some time. Unfortunately there were a couple rocks and bumps in the road. We seperated for a little while. Quite some time, actually. But Jamie, being who he is, refused to give up. Came back to New York where I had moved to get out of Miami, fixed every single one of our problems and has helped us to get back to where we are right now. We had a second marriage. We bought an amazing brownstone apartment in the East Village. And we are the happiest we have ever been in our entire lives.
Give or take the insane men that stand outside our steps and wait for the door to crack open to start snapping camera flashes in our face. I will never in my life get used to the idea of being caught on camera wherever we go. And it's a shame that it's gone beyond them wanting a picture of just Jamie, but now of myself and our daughter whether he's with us or not. I suppose it'll take some getting used to, but it's a bit of a pain to have to hide my little ones face from these people who seem to know everything about us. And shout her name to get her to look at them. That is one job I will never understand. A paparazzi is a very strange job to me.
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