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When I was a teenager, my mother used to sew men suits on the side to make extra money.  We would go to the fabric district in Downtown Los Angeles to shop for fabric so she can make outfits for her clients. While we were there, I would scope out fabrics for my own clothing designs for school. I would come up with these crazy ideas for my projects and she always made the clothes exactly how I vision it. My mom past in 2009 leaving her dream of becoming a clothing designer behind. Her passion for fashion inspired me to continue moving in her footsteps.

One night I had an unusual dream of a black woman with an afro in handcuffs trying to break free. She was struggling to gain her freedom but lost hope doing so. I woke up from this dream trying to figure out what was the meaning behind it because it felt so real! I felt her pain, her struggles, her hopelessness. Her face was blank, but her cries were very familiar. What was this dream trying to tell me? Is this a vision of some sort? Are my ancestors trying to tell me something? In my heart, I could not let this vision die and I knew I had to do something about it. I said to myself, “Let me write this down and have someone draw it out for me”.

My dream finally became clear to me and ultimately led me to start my own clothing line and in 2011, Afrowear was born.

Everything that has inspired my clothing line points back to my mother. Growing up in Watts, people didn’t have much and all you can do was dream. The woman in my dream who was trying to break free from her handcuffs reminded me of all the adversities and challenges my mother faced as a single parent. My mother was trying to break free from the struggle, from the disadvantages, from the pain, all while trying to stay inspired through fashion. 

In 2016 I did my first ever fashion show. It was call Afrowear end of the summer fashion show. I was so excited to put on this production. My goal was to bring people together to celebrate small businesses, artists, and Fashions. (I have some pictures below)

The event was nice, I had a company to sponsor make-up for the models, vendors were there, I even had a snapchat filter, that was the highlight for me. 

But in my eyes, I saw failure, defeat, because It wasn't perfect, and I was discouraged to go on and continue the vision I had once dream. So, I told myself that I would take a year off to figure out what I want to do that led to four years and now 2020 is ending soon. I decide it before the year would end that I want to get back in there and fight the good fight. So here I am with the last 2 months of 2020 getting back to what I love.