Now onto the fun stuff.
When I first began my interest in fashion, I didn't have much grasp on clothing. I knew what I liked, and as far as I knew designing was more about that. Those measurements you see above? I have no idea where they came from - in my head, at the time, they seemed realistic. Years later I learn in school to draw technical flats on a croquis model designed for the industry. Flats are made to show perfect proportion in clothing - if you blew it up to life-size, you should be able to measure each cuff and then produce it at that exact size - they are drawn to scale.
My croquis have also changed drastically. I always drew thin - but maybe a little on the skeletal side. The feet were so small too! Faces were not something I had enough confidence to pencil in, so I usually drew a suggested lip and lock of hair. Proportion was never right - learning the nine-head figure locked in the "fashion model" look.
My favorite designers in high school were Chloe, Burberry and Chanel - mostly because those were big names to me. The dress on the left was inspired by one in a Chloe ad I had seen in Teen Vogue. Today, my tastes shift more to designers like Jil Sander, Lanvin, Josh Goot, and Calvin Klein - clean, minimal, interesting geometrics and color concepts - and then Christopher Kane, who fits nowhere in there but I love everything. However my style hasn't changed too greatly - I will always lean towards femininity in design. Though the days of lace and petticoats is long gone!
I started out learning to sew from patterns - the one on the left was vintage. I made minor modifications like adding buttons, changing the length - that was about it. But it did give me a head start! I also, since then, have learned better fashion photography (well, my sister took the photo on the right, but I've still learned!)
And probably most obviously, I have changed a bunch. I went through a period in high school where I wore skirts and dresses for a year - no pants. I jokingly blame it on my childhood of no hair and everyone thinking I was a boy subliminally affecting me 15 years later. Good thing I got over that one. Though I guess after a pink hair phase, a set of black combat boots, and a spiked dog collar, I wouldn't have arrived at "me" without those things first. It was, after all, how I got interested in fashion - the stores didn't have what I wanted, so my mom taught me to sew. Once I tired of being "alternative" in style, I had the unique opportunity to reinvent my wardrobe, and I plowed through runway shows for inspiration.
And the obsession was born.
To another 100 posts!