THE FULL STORY
THE DREAM OF A SMALL LITHUANIAN GIRL
If someone asked me when I got interested in fashion, I would say that since my early childhood—being a little girl like many other Lithuanian children, I spent a lot of time playing with my friends. Most of them would choose the role of a teacher, a doctor, or a nurse. But that was not the case with me. I used to spend most of my time pretending to be a famous designer. My dolls used to be models who participated in fashion shows, and I would create different clothing pieces for them.
Years went on, but I have never given up on my dream. In primary school, I attended after-school handicrafts activities during which I would design and make clothes for my mum and my imaginary sister.
MY FASHION JOURNEY
A bit later, I made a significant step in my relationship with fashion. I chose a vocational school instead of a simple secondary school because I could learn all the subjects that students learned at a secondary school, plus design, fashion, and practical dressmaking classes. Thus, after I had finished school, I got two certificates, a secondary education certificate and a qualified dressmaker certificate. I did get the credentials; the main thing was that I acquired a lot of knowledge and practical skills in making different clothing items. During that time, I created and made a lot of casual clothes and clothes for special occasions. We also learned about all kinds of different fabrics and their suitability for certain types of clothing, color patterns, fashions, and design.
Just after that, significant changes took place in my life. I got married, moved to the USA, and three lovely children were born. My friendship with fashion became not so tight.
Though sometimes leaning over my calmly sleeping little daughter, I would imagine myself making a fabulous wedding dress for her. Time has flown very fast. My little daughters and my son have become grown-ups. I have enough time for myself and fashion. Sometimes the idea for a beautiful gown comes to my mind just the moment before I fall asleep. Sometimes it turns up early at sunrise when I am jogging in the park, sometimes when I am standing and looking at the big angry waves coming to the Baltic seashore when I visit my native country Lithuania.