Once upon a time, there was a lovely lady that started an art gallery. I happened to know said lady. She invited me to be apart of the opening show! What! Me? Heck yes! I said. I skipped all the way home with birds singing behind me with visions of art show stardom in my head. Suddenly, I realized that I was a fashion designer and no one would really care to come and see a t-shirt in an art show. I could draw, but my drawing were definitely not gallery worthy. I smacked my head against the wall several times and cursed myself for jumping into too deep waters. What in the world was I going to do? I continued to smack my head against the wall till magically the picture of Marilyn Monroe in the potato sack fell into my hands. I said to myself, I could do better than that. And Viola! I had my art show idea! I entered my first art show and have not looked back. A few pictures in the paper, several more art gallery appearances and two fashion shows later I can safely say I still have no clue what I'm doing. But I'm lovin' it! And that's how I became a trashion designer and am living happily ever after.