Mercedes Flashback: How I Fell In Love With Fashion

Ever since I was a little girl I’ve always adored nice things; like Valentino “I just can’t help that I like pretty things”.
  Honestly I’m pretty sure I came out of the womb this way. Whether I was getting ready for school, or going to church, or just playing at home with my Barbie dolls: I always wanted to dress up. It is rather unfortunate about that couch though right?

 

When ever we were going somewhere my mother used to tease me and say: “come one Zsa Zsa, let’s go”, as in Zsa Zsa Gabor which if you’re not familiar was a famous socialite and actress most known for her role in Moulin Rouge in 1952.  Skimming through old childhood photos it would not be uncommon to find photos of me in star shaped sunnies, pretend high heels, and multiple necklaces. I’m sure my mother who is a natural beauty and arguably a bit of tomboy growing up, had no idea what to do with such a child.
When I think back to going to kindergarten I’m quite certain that if you asked me what my favorite part of going to “school” was I would most certainly say playing dress up. I adored playing with all the clothes, and pretending to play different parts. I specifically remember loving Glenda the good witch from the Wizard of Oz, and wanting to be her when I grew up. Because being a good witch was of course a plausible career choice in my four year mind.
When I was a little older (say around 7 or 8) my aunt owned a modeling school, and I remember going there sometimes with my cousin while her mum had to work. While no one was around I remember us pretending to strut our wee little selves down the runway hands on hips and lips pursed.  We thought we were all that. My aunt had the most amazing closet, and still does to this day. She always had the most sparkly dresses, and fur coats of every length (it was the 80s remember). I remember thinking that I couldn’t wait to grow up, so I could wear all those gorgeous dresses and fancy jewels. I swear sometimes I must have been an heiress or socialite in a past life because I’ve always been drawn to anything glamorous.
When I was old enough to earn an allowance, I would buy fashion magazines, nail polish, and I would even try DIY facemasks with raw egg whites. I may or may not have tried out different makeup looks and/or hairstyles on my little sister (and I may or may not have given her a few “hair cuts” in my day).
Fast forward to being an “adult” when I’ve only recently realized the extent of my passion for style and fashion.But in all honesty how did I not see it coming? I mean my sister and I used to frantically sketch out clothing designs and between the two of us we have binders and binders full of sketches of dresses, skirts, and jackets you name it! I bet if I dug those images out of my moms basement I’d probably have some pretty descent material in there! Note to self: dig those out.
In all honesty when I look back at photos of me as a child I feel like I’m still that chubby cheeked little girl. I’m still that little goof ball that loves dressing up, and is not afraid of being silly.  Whether I’m dancing, blogging, or writing I feel truly blessed to be able to do what I do. I’m not going to dispel that fact that I work really hard because I do, but I love what I do! 
How did you become interested in fashion blog reader?
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