When you live in beautiful Denver Colorado, I don’t get but a few chances to go to fashion shows because our city is sort of like an oasis, in the middle of the country, culturally-deserted because of the distance to the large fashion cities of the coasts. So, when my dear friend Brandi Shigley of Denver Fashion asked me to attend one of the 303 Denver Fashion Week shows, I was excited to get out of my head with the weeks political downfall, and when she asked me to write this, I was a little mortified, consumed with how to even write something for someone else! You see, I work in the fine jewelry world, specifically the antique jewelry world, and manage a store on Larimer Square called Victoriana. I am well versed in fashion, the history of costuming, construction and fabrics, and have been a crafty, self-proclaimed fashionista most of my life, but when it comes to critiques I can be one brutal bitch, and when it comes to writing, I can be a mess, plain and simple. So, here goes nothing…

Thursday evening, Brandi picked me up, and in the traffic of protestors swarming the capital, and marching … Read more!