About DLace

.. ... ....... @DirtyLaceDesign ... ...... -Founder of DirtyLace Designs, Artist and Designer- .... .......... .. Think of me as your bipolar friend. One day I'll show up in leather pants with a grungy oversized shirt and go on and on about modern design while taking a long island to the head. The next day I'll be sipping on wine in a feminine lace dress paired with brightly colored heels talking about the shortage of trees and beautiful art. And somewhere in between all that is a lot of sarcasm. This blog embodies my DirtyLace personality. Filled with personal thoughts, ideas, and inspirations that are drawn from fashion, art and design. Visit www.DIRTYLACEDESIGNS.com for all my designs and apparel pieces. .:: Enjoy ::.

This is me, over 20 years ago with my pet owl. 

Today is my birthday and I am now 26 years old. It’s bittersweet because although I am excited that I am old enough to have the means of doing things for myself and for people I care about, I also can’t help but remember how 10-15 years ago I imagined myself at 26 owning a sick loft, working for some amazing design firm, making more than enough money to help my entire immediate family with anything they wanted, having funded a furniture company in my grandfather’s name and probably popped at least one child by now. But then again, 10-15 years I also thought 26 years old was sooo…old. So what did I know, right?

Still, remembering those goals I had envisioned for myself when I was a child brings me a little bit of sadness. It’s almost like I let my younger self down. Like promising a child you’ll take them to go see Disney World, but you never quite get around to it. And before you know it, that child is now 26 and too old for the kiddie rides.

But although I am too big for kiddie rides now, I’ve still been on on a hell of a ride. 

So let’s raise a glass to the little girl in Brasil playing with wild owls and in the dirt with the boys, the little girl convinced she was one of the Power Rangers and that dreamt of becoming a super woman who can help everyone at home. 

Here’s to my younger self. 

Happy birthday. I promise not to disappoint you.

-DLace

This is me, over 20 years ago with my pet owl.

Today is my birthday and I am now 26 years old. It’s bittersweet because although I am excited that I am old enough to have the means of doing things for myself and for people I care about, I also can’t help but remember how 10-15 years ago I imagined myself at 26 owning a sick loft, working for some amazing design firm, making more than enough money to help my entire immediate family with anything they wanted, having funded a furniture company in my grandfather’s name and probably popped at least one child by now. But then again, 10-15 years I also thought 26 years old was sooo…old. So what did I know, right?

Still, remembering those goals I had envisioned for myself when I was a child brings me a little bit of sadness. It’s almost like I let my younger self down. Like promising a child you’ll take them to go see Disney World, but you never quite get around to it. And before you know it, that child is now 26 and too old for the kiddie rides.

But although I am too big for kiddie rides now, I’ve still been on on a hell of a ride.

So let’s raise a glass to the little girl in Brasil playing with wild owls and in the dirt with the boys, the little girl convinced she was one of the Power Rangers and that dreamt of becoming a super woman who can help everyone at home.

Here’s to my younger self.

Happy birthday. I promise not to disappoint you.

-DLace

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