Jan 23, 2020
From the time I was three years old, I was very interested in fashion. When I was three years old, I made my mother dye my socks so they matched my dress. I remember I had lavender socks and a lavender dress. And she dyed them all, and I wanted to be in fashion and I figured, “What would be more fun than buying clothes as a living?” So up until I was old enough to know what they did, I wanted to be a department store buyer.
My mother was completely uninterested in fashion and this was her one bone of contention that I would try to make her more style conscious and more fashionable. And she resisted every step of the way.
But up until I was in high school and I had some inspiring teachers did I change my ideas, but I used to play with my girlfriend. We used to play at the department store buyers and go to different shops and pretend we were buying.
But anyway, that’s what I wanted to be. And my Cooter Preference Test, I remember I answered it in such a way that it said, this is what I should do. And anyway, I couldn’t be farther away. My eventual life couldn’t be farther away from it than anything, but anyway, that’s what I wanted to be.
Oh, I read all the magazines, everything. Vogue, Calling All Girls… There are always teen fashion magazines and then I graduated to the adult ones, Vogue and Mademoiselle, and Glamour or whatever they were. But oh, I was fully immersed in it.
And my girlfriend and I, we had competitions every year as to who would be voted best dressed. She usually won.