I arrive at the Porte de Versailles at night, search for the stand that they have assigned to me, terrible position! I could not have expected any better since I had only decided to attend at the last moment. I contact a model agency for a model to model the collection. My first model! Even this choice was made at the last minute. The idea of falling in love had crossed my mind. This model is not my type… too bad!
First day. The few visitors who pass by my booth look very curious but the novelty of my collection is such that they need time to digest it! There is always a search for something new, but it takes courage to be the first!
The experience is unique and special. Being in Paris … meeting new people… new friends with whom I am still in touch!
I can’t get demoralized and I cannot give up. I need to start learning more about the fashion world and understand the whys and wherefores of it! I am conscious of not having a product that is easy.
I start to slowly look around… I look at the collections… the styles of the other designers… I begin to understand that I cannot be completely outside the system… I should exercise my fantasy about the fashion trend… the one desired by young women.
I stop dreaming and it all starts to become more realistic! Dreams…. desires… everything seems possible.
Your every dream has a password that only you know and you can discover it with the strength of your will! I like to tell you my secrets. They may, at first, seem absurd. Those who know me can confirm that what I am telling you is true.
Throughout my life I have overcome so many obstacles through my will power. Without arrogance, without any help from anyone, just asking the most from myself.
I am 71 years old, I don’t deny that it seems impossible to me! I have the same guts and the same dreams I had when I started… when, without an invitation, I gate crashed that party… and even today I am exactly as I was then!
All this is thanks to the fact that I believe in my potential. I did not have an easy childhood with parents who could give me everything. Not because they were hard on me but because they themselves were not in a position to do so!
I often wonder why I want to tell you these details of my life, maybe because I want to talk to the many young people who read me…
I was like you… my fuel was my own will power!
Tomorrow I will tell you the end of my beginning and the beginning of my success…
I LOVE YOU