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Contrary to this French “designer’s” thinking, I was born to two people (a FRENCH father at that! HA! Although very dysfunctional…) who were very fashion/design conscious. My parents dressed up even to go the beach. They looked nothing like the typical ripped up pant, raggedy missing a button faded plaid shirt, unraveling straw hat with ashy feet crowd, as this dim-witted ignoramus would have you believe.
I don’t mean to sound conceited, but I was raised with a great fashion sense way before 2008 {if you catch my drift;}. My mother used to tell me how I started walking in her stilettos when I was 3 years old with no problem, playing fashion show all day long with my dolls. Truth be told, that year did not raise my fashion awareness WHATSOEVER!
“Real Knowledge is to know the extent of one’s ignorance.”