Fashion and design are not my profession, nor a part of my formal education. As a scientist in molecular biology, with a specialization in molecular medicine, my professional life and interest evolve around creative work in the medical/scientific field, which has diverse and numerous limits/constraints. The scientist is a creative explorer; however, there are set rules and even stricter standards that must be followed—by the book. In fashion, as my hobby, it is quite the opposite: I feel fully FREE, and I am never judged by the critics in the field. Nevertheless, my best critics in fashion are my husband, daughter and my dog….Ha! Ha! Thus, my interest in fashion as an art form allows my creative thinking to materialize into full freedom, or at least the illusion of a full freedom. In my mind there is no existing scale in fashion; at least not to the same extent as in science. How would I define my own style: simplicity, comfort, a clear-cut silhouette, monochromatic, colorful accessories and else!
I guess my style has rubbed off on my daughter. I always supported her own creative thinking, yet I probably did shape her style to some extent. She grew up into a sophisticated young person with her own unique style…..but fashion still continues to be our special bond that translates into the formation of an additional dimension of our friendship. As we go different ways in style, our fashion interests bond us in a distinctive way. We often exchange fashion opinions, build exceptional creative dialogs, and review the art of fashion. My daughter lives in NYC, and I am in San Diego. Very often she sends me a phone picture of a window display in the city, or a fashion piece worth the attention. Then, we usually build a discussion around our opinions and ideas of a piece. Often, she asks for my advice. If I do not like something, it does not mean that she won’t get it. However, our connection to fashion links us in an interesting way, and broadens our friendship.
Did I influence my daughter’s style? I do not know. Maybe to some extent I did. Most importantly, I encouraged her to develop her own creative style. I am happy that two of us can play and dance through life together at many different levels.As for my Borzoi…..Ha! Ha! I do include her in my most recent fashion expressions. This is my new puppy that I refer to as “my black and white design”………so I try to match her color patterns….. CRAZY? Maybe not, because BORZOI – “They are truly living and breathing works of art” (Joseph B. Thomas).My freedom of expression translates into my fashion style. At present, I take inspiration from the elegant, yet simple markings of my Borzoi. CRAZY? Maybe not, because “Only great minds can afford a simple style” (Stendhal).
[Mom and Me]