Watching Sasha Obama Twirl with her Dad in My Dress!

I was on my way home from The City when I heard.

To be specific, I was driving my car down Main St. feeling a bit sorry for myself that I had to drop by my office at eight o'clock at night and finish up some work for a deadline. Fashion deadlines, as ridiculous as it sounds, are taken pretty seriously.

I heard my phone text ring.

Moping into my office I checked to see if it was my kids, but suprisingly it was someone I work with. She sent me a link to check out with the question "Is this our dress?".

I sat down at my desk, and watched the You tube Link.

I watched Gloria Estefan introduce the President of The United States.

I watched the First Family stand up from the audience and approach the stage.

I watched Sasha Obama turn from Jennifer Lopez and stand proudly in front of everyone.

The girls have such grace and confidence!

I watched Sasha Obama move in front of everyone, standing center stage. She was in my grey chiffon number! I yelped! Then I heard myself yelling, "Sasha is wearing my dress!" She hugged her Mom and I watched her Dad twirl her around and dance with her as the music played. I had to watch it a few times to comprehend that I was watching the President of The United States dancing with his daughter wearing a dress from my Sally Miller Couture Collection.

Having been a dance teacher to children and being so passionate about self expression through movement, the moment was not lost on me that she chose to wear my dress on a night that was all about Celebration with Music and Dance!

Funny, how moment to moment Life can unfold with such surprises.

Last New Year's, I made a public announcement to my girlfriends, that I would ride the Roller Coaster with my eyes wide open and my hands in the air....it's mostly working. I cannot lie. There are times I still find myself with hands clenched tight on the safety bar.

But I do know that when I Let Go, I have so much more Fun!

Making Changes means Changing my Hair First

I do love my wrinkles, aging spots (called beauty marks) and body parts.

And if I don't love them I pretend to. I am disciplined that way to make the effort.

BUT grey hair is not an option, no way. Never.

So how can I say that I accept all of me and really mean it when I am changing the color of my hair. And with such giddiness.

The first attempt last week was what you would call a "Glowing Lucille".

About an hour after the transformation, I headed for the gym.

Bathed in bright lights, my trainer took one look at me and shook his head.

Not even one word for a full five. He just kept shaking his head!

Then he mumbled how much he hates red heads. The Punk is only 22 I kept telling myself. What does he know?

My kids loved it and called me "Harvest Red".

I kept telling myself, "its Fun, its Alive. I am Reborn!

Kids love bright colors in general and love colored hair in general. Pink, Purple, Green and Red.

Four days later I went back to the hair salon and said "darker, more Renee in Thomas Crown Affair" Ta da..it worked! I really love it.

So off I went to my Fashion Trade Show launching a New Collection and a Dangerous New Do.

It was the best show I ever had and I never felt more like My Self.

PS: I only wore high heels one out of the three days, so change came faster than imagined.

xo

The Night Before the Launch.....

Usually, the night before a Trade Show I am running around doing last minute everything.

Not the case entirely this time. I am still cooking at 9:30 pm for the week...(cannot stomach the food they serve at the Trade Shows). Roasting Butternut Squash with Sage and Herbamare, Sweet Potatoes..Fennel and Chicken with Brown Rice...Yum. I need the fuel of Good Food. I can't get away with much anymore. My body demands it and is very loud about it. Inside anyway.

It is the launch for Spring 2010 at Jacob Javits which starts tomorrow and goes through Tuesday. Right about now I am usually wondering why I decided to become a fashion designer at all and wish I had time to chuck everything and start again.

But tonight it is different.

I feel like there is always room for improvement, but I am not putting my Self under the bus this time. I feel like I have a nice mix of casual and dressy. Well, I will still be designing more dressy for later deliveries, but for now I am going with it.

I will take pics and learn how to upload so I can share them with you. Computer Geek I am not.

Gonna go figure out what I am going to wear for the next few days....I hope I don't pick out high heels again. I think I will though. I always do. What's so bad about 5'4"? Nothin' ~ I just LOVE being 5'7"....xo