Painting The Roses Red

This collection is a return — to a silk dress named Grace Kelly, to the thrill of vintage treasure hunts, to the first time clothes felt like magic. Inspired by a decade-old memory of blue roses frozen midair and a childhood spent sifting through thrift stores in small-town Wyoming, these pieces honor the way memory distorts and deepens beauty. They are for the girls who fell in love with clothes before they knew what fashion was. For the mothers seeing old stories in new colors through their daughters’ eyes. It’s not nostalgia — it’s growth. A personal encore.

A return to the dress I once loved, the thrift stores that shaped me, the magic of clothes before I knew what fashion was. This collection is rooted in memory — of blue roses, flying midair, distorted by time. Now, through my daughter’s eyes, I see it all again. It’s not nostalgia. It’s an encore.