Ok, so here she is, well some of her anyway, my girl, Ava Rose. Not my actual girl but you know what I mean. There's more but the day went fast and I couldn't get pics of the red colorway which I'm really excited about. Just want to say some slightly corny, drippy, sentimental stuff about the inspiration for this collection.
This really was inspired one of the three loves and lights of my life. My baby who's no longer a baby, my third and probably last child, my precious, sweet, funny, happy, quirky, amazing girl child Ava Rose. I love my precious, smart, funny, quirky, talented and kind older boys just as much but, as a designer, I'm basically all girl. Luckily, they couldn't care less that I haven't named a fabric collection for them.
I named the collection for her because in a lot of ways she is my muse. At age seven she has actual style and opinions about the way things look and what she wants to wear that reflect her own mind and not popular kid culture. She chimes in often to give me actual ideas that I often use in creative projects. But what really inspired me for this collection is simply her age. She's seven, the age where she still loves me in the infinite sort of way children love their parents before they develop their independent personalities and start to see our flaws. So different from the baby way they love you because you simply are their whole world. They now know they're separate from you and now they see you as the person they want to be like when they grow up. An amazing privilege. She wants to be with me, to be my best girlfriend, to hang out, to paint our nails together and to draw with me and cuddle at night. I know, having two older children that this won't last forever, that though their love doesn't diminish, it does change and maybe, bit by bit, it becomes more realistic. This is a good and beautiful thing but of course a poignant thing for a mother as you watch the baby that was a part of you slowly become their own person.
So, I wanted to capture the innocence, loveliness, happiness, vibrancy of my girl, my sweet, sweet girl, at age seven. Every morning when I wake my kids up for school, I take a minute to just look at them, in all their sweetness as they sleep. Often, their sheets and pillow cases are half on, half off and usually the bedding is all white because I learned a long time ago that it's wonderful to just be able to bleach out the dirt of a blanket that's been dragged around the house for some game or another. But I long to see my girl slumbering peacefully in something really pretty. It's a silly thing I know, but wrapping a child in something beautiful just feels good, like a little bit of love manifest or something. Oh sooo corny, I totally know, but it's true for me. So this is collection that I will actually make bedding out of for her and though it reflects my own tastes more then hers, it is also a reflection of my love for my girl, Ava Rose at age seven.
OK, I'm grossing myself out a little with the sappiness, but hey, once in a while the occasion calls for it. So I nervously await your thoughts about the collection which, by the way, I also think will be fab for big girl aprons, bags, porch pillows, tablcloths, etc.