Fashion has never been just an interest for me, it’s the rhythm of life, the language through which I express myself. From the moment I was old enough to pick out my own clothes, I felt an undeniable connection to style. It wasn’t just about putting together outfits; it was about creating something unique, something that felt like me. As I grew, my passion only deepened, and soon, my distinct style caught the attention of others, including someone from a wellknown group. Before I knew it, I was designing for their shows, unknowingly stepping into what would become the foundation of my fashion journey.

Amid the whirlwind of my fashion journey, an unexpected gift found its way to me by security guard from a previous job. A simple yet heartfelt gesture, it was a portrait of me, drawn with care. Touched by the effort and sentiment, I held onto it, tucking it away in a drawer, never realizing the significance it would one day hold. For 15 years, that sketch lay forgotten. Life moved forward, filled with designs dreams, and the relentless pursuit of creativity. But when I finally stumbled upon it again, it felt like a message from the past, a reminder of the journey I had traveled.