Inspiration. Desire. Motivation. Ambition. Because I am ambitious. Because I am so damn ambitious. Watching my parents work like a slave every single day and night and to still return home with a gleaming smile, watching them go through death and back sweating for my chance at a better life…for the toys I selfishly yearned for…for the food I so craved to devour…for my mere happiness, made me choose to strive for them in return. You want to know why I am the way I am? The reason why I do what I do? They’re the reason why I go so God damn hard. They’re the reason why I’m so focused when it comes to making it big…I never stopped dreaming for them to have better days…for me to one day…eventually to find my purpose and give those who raised me the smiles and the laughter’s they provided for me. It was rough, but that’s the kind of hell you go through to be strong and to win. I do what I because everyday I prayed that the Lord watch me and protect me as I take step foot in the monster of this world and take charge…and I came so far…if I made it here…I promised him as long as he was with me that I will make it farther. Because there’s nothing I can’t do if I just believe. But what truly drives me beyond the walls to soar up in the sky…the motivation for me is them telling me the things I can not do…the things I can not achieve. Only I can draw my boundaries…only I can say no. To escape into a world where dreams and memories can be lived and relived, to be able to freely create purple clouds and blue grass, to draw a perfect mysterious face floating in your mind, and all this, with merely a paintbrush, when a pencil can take you there, you gain a new appreciation for…well…what the world calls…art. But let me tell you…all this ecstasy aside, no feeling is ever greater than the feeling of a perfect masterpiece of an outfit. Now this feeling, my friends, gives me the tingling sensation that we all have felt that one day in first grade when our crushes finally noted our existence in the background even if it was for only a second. So…who am I? I am an ARTaholic…what do I do? I style. Great fashion is everywhere; all day, everyday, it makes me smile. You may call it materialistic, but really, it’s giving another the amazing feeling of confidence, power, and true faith and belief in oneself. I have always had a passion for helping people, one way or another, cliché, yes, but true. It’s that indescribable feeling of success, of pure and intangible content when my energy and aura and of course the well put together fit, brings out that kind of heavenly smile in the person wearing your creation. At that very moment, when I know that I partook in allowing the small chance for inner beauty to boldly outshine and radiate through outer confidence, I know that I’ve done my job. Besides, there really isn’t any crime being committed for an amazing outfit. Let’s be real ☺…I’ll let you in on a little secret…it’s because everyday I see my dream…and it’s because I always see a happy ending that I do what I do. I’m still enjoying life’s ride because what matters in the end is how I finish.