This really resonates with me Amy!! As a young designer starting my own small brand, my partner and I have been debating over how and when to introduce new styles but we haven’t even launched one style yet! We are waiting on our second round of samples. All of the pieces are items that I believe in and personally have lived in over the course of years. The fact that I am still drawn to them tells me that maybe there is something there for others as well. The styles are not ground breaking but they are reliable and we are sweating the details. Hoping that once we have a consumer they will notice and come back for more. I think often about a post from another account about an old pajama shop in Italy. They have been making the same pajamas for 100 years or something but people are obsessed with them because the quality is there. I feel like I’m rambling now, but my Tibi items are things that I always come back to as well. My green crinkle pleat set is a hit time after time when I wear her. I think once you have the consumers trust and if you pay attention to everything you mentioned like demographic and their demographics then you can really strike a sweet spot. Making more forever items and less “stuff.”
Always the deep end and jumping in.....that's what we are here for!!!
Need a respite from my dark Scandinavian thrillers.......Rehearsal sounds like the perfect anecdote.......much thanks for great clothes, shoes and most of all personalty.
Sitting up in bed, listening to my lovey snore, I am gifted some time in the deep end for thought and words. CP logic was my statistic awakening. (I loved algebra and trig? maybe I could make a connection in class that had an emotional connection...I can't live in a space of any sort without that) Similar to the stylist interview this week...when she mentioned your gift of words and intellect and their application to fashion freed me to understand the metaphorical statistics class in a why that provided a scape goat for my guility consiouls over loving clothing and what it provides for my soul.
I work in a small retail store that carries Tibi so I have the opportunity to spend time with women who haven't given themselves permission to love clothing. Maybe they don't have the words yet but they know how they feel. (I often ask the phrase "how do you feel?" when they come out of the dressing room. Thank you.) Most women have no idea how they feel or why they feel it. Again, an opportunity. I share with them that women have been shushed for a long time in history. Clothing gave us a chance to exspress ourselves without the shame shoveled out during the "shushing" times. Do we dress for men? Do we dress for other women? or do we dress for ourselves? Today, I believe it doesn't matter. (maybe tomorrow I'll change my mind).
The response I have conjured up in my mind includes thoughts of birds who sing just for the sake of singing...just for the beauty of the form. Male falcons who hunt together even though they have to share the profit...sometimes making money isn't everything...sharing it with your buddy is more important than eating the whole rabbit yourself...why?..because of that emotional feeling you get when you see your friend eating and feeling full because you worked together towards a goal...all of this exists in nature if we take time to attend to matters other than our internal "shallow" swimming pool.
Back to the snoring...
Nature surrounded me this week with many opportunities to swim in the deep end. I have been trallening with my familly in Ireland. The quiet absorbs you and pressures you to go deep. At times I have felt ashamed to have the birds, with their lovely music, see me turn my phone on to check something unimportant. There has been an awareness provided for me that swimming in the deep end of nature gifts us the ability to ground ourselves...which sounds contradictory. But, as you have eloquently described, swimming deep, going deep, feeling deep is how we "get grounded". So, thank you again, for your words and your profound sense of the importance of art and beauty in our shallow world.
This really resonates with me Amy!! As a young designer starting my own small brand, my partner and I have been debating over how and when to introduce new styles but we haven’t even launched one style yet! We are waiting on our second round of samples. All of the pieces are items that I believe in and personally have lived in over the course of years. The fact that I am still drawn to them tells me that maybe there is something there for others as well. The styles are not ground breaking but they are reliable and we are sweating the details. Hoping that once we have a consumer they will notice and come back for more. I think often about a post from another account about an old pajama shop in Italy. They have been making the same pajamas for 100 years or something but people are obsessed with them because the quality is there. I feel like I’m rambling now, but my Tibi items are things that I always come back to as well. My green crinkle pleat set is a hit time after time when I wear her. I think once you have the consumers trust and if you pay attention to everything you mentioned like demographic and their demographics then you can really strike a sweet spot. Making more forever items and less “stuff.”
Yes yes. And the thrill is so much in figuring out hard things. Making what we do special. Knowing we don’t have to be everything to everyone.
This.. “So buck the algorithm. Seek out the complex, read and watch with intent. Let your eyes linger over a building or a painting a bit longer”…
for everything in life… art, painting, architecture… perhaps even love. Linger longer…
Love this one Amy. (For me it was geometry).
Always the deep end and jumping in.....that's what we are here for!!!
Need a respite from my dark Scandinavian thrillers.......Rehearsal sounds like the perfect anecdote.......much thanks for great clothes, shoes and most of all personalty.
You are a brilliant connector........s
Film semiotics amazed me this way. To go back to the cooking metaphor: thoughtful ingredients in a wonderful pasta sauce vs baked alaska?
Sitting up in bed, listening to my lovey snore, I am gifted some time in the deep end for thought and words. CP logic was my statistic awakening. (I loved algebra and trig? maybe I could make a connection in class that had an emotional connection...I can't live in a space of any sort without that) Similar to the stylist interview this week...when she mentioned your gift of words and intellect and their application to fashion freed me to understand the metaphorical statistics class in a why that provided a scape goat for my guility consiouls over loving clothing and what it provides for my soul.
I work in a small retail store that carries Tibi so I have the opportunity to spend time with women who haven't given themselves permission to love clothing. Maybe they don't have the words yet but they know how they feel. (I often ask the phrase "how do you feel?" when they come out of the dressing room. Thank you.) Most women have no idea how they feel or why they feel it. Again, an opportunity. I share with them that women have been shushed for a long time in history. Clothing gave us a chance to exspress ourselves without the shame shoveled out during the "shushing" times. Do we dress for men? Do we dress for other women? or do we dress for ourselves? Today, I believe it doesn't matter. (maybe tomorrow I'll change my mind).
The response I have conjured up in my mind includes thoughts of birds who sing just for the sake of singing...just for the beauty of the form. Male falcons who hunt together even though they have to share the profit...sometimes making money isn't everything...sharing it with your buddy is more important than eating the whole rabbit yourself...why?..because of that emotional feeling you get when you see your friend eating and feeling full because you worked together towards a goal...all of this exists in nature if we take time to attend to matters other than our internal "shallow" swimming pool.
Back to the snoring...
Nature surrounded me this week with many opportunities to swim in the deep end. I have been trallening with my familly in Ireland. The quiet absorbs you and pressures you to go deep. At times I have felt ashamed to have the birds, with their lovely music, see me turn my phone on to check something unimportant. There has been an awareness provided for me that swimming in the deep end of nature gifts us the ability to ground ourselves...which sounds contradictory. But, as you have eloquently described, swimming deep, going deep, feeling deep is how we "get grounded". So, thank you again, for your words and your profound sense of the importance of art and beauty in our shallow world.
Thank you for this. So good. Truly