Finding my passion in life was pretty easy. Since I can remember, I have always loved clothes, fashion, and picking out the perfect outfit for my teddy bear. Even in 3rd grade, I can remember perusing the fashion mag section at my local bookstore and daydreaming how I could one day break into that world.
After college I moved to New York to start my career in fashion. I had scored an internship and one of the most sought after companies at the time. The Big Apple was everything I dreamed of, but I knew I would never end up on that side of the country, because my family and close friends were still on the left coast.
So when I decided to move back to LA, I told myself that this was where I was going to “make something of myself”. Much to my dismay, I hit a lot of walls, followed a lot of bad directions, and ended up no where near where I wanted to be.
Coupled with the financial crash and my directionless wandering, I ended up so far from where I wanted to be that I had no idea where to go from there. I ended up back in Seattle, where I had spent about 50% of my adolescence.
A place I deemed a fashion wasteland, I figured it would be a long time until I would be back among the stylish elite.
At some point, with the financial upturn, my husband and I were able to move back down to Southern California. Finally... I now could get back on track with my career and re-inspire the fire and love of fashion. Our only option was to move to San Diego. Now don’t get me wrong, I am in love with SD, however the job market for up and coming stylists or anything to do with fashion are few and far between.
With no potential dream jobs on the horizon, I took a position at a local retail store and was unhappy every single day. So when my husband and I decided to have a baby, I knew that I would never really have my dream career and be successful in the fashion industry. I had succumbed to fact that my future lie in dirty diapers and messy feedings. This was what I saw, however, it wasn’t reality.
When I decided to let my drive get the best of me, I was enjoying the moment. When you're in the moment and letting spontaneity take over, that is when true inspiration comes. As Hallmark card as that my sound, it is so true.
When Annabelle was born, it created true inventiveness. I felt the fire again and began creating looks for my Instagram and started a blog. It felt so good to be “in it” again and have my new favorite person by my side.
When I say that “I couldn’t have been more wrong about motherhood”, it is the understatement of the year. I am so lucky to have Annabelle. Her spark, her excitement, and her willingness to have new experiences keeps me challenged everyday.
She ignites my imagination and creativity on a daily. I want to show her that she has a successful mama. I do that by trying my hardest everyday and making no excuses... for anything.
Little Annabelle styled in our Graffiti unisex pullover HERE.
-Chelsea (makes sure to follow Chelsea on Instagram HERE)