About Jimena
Her Story
“It all started within my mother’s quick afternoon hangout session with me, unable to recall every particular detail, however,
I can briefly say it was one sunny bright afternoon during the weekend, where she walked into my room as I held on to my little notepad, mostly used for random writing on occasion to occasion.
She grabbed it from my hand and simply began sketching, so effortlessly like air she ran that pencil on the paper, personally having no clue what she’d draw, I starred, focused deeply towards her expression, she seemed, out of so long in time, to have awakened something inside of her in which she had been keeping hidden, almost abandoned, the look on her face, it lightened up.
The instant my mother turned that notepad around and told me with a smile to look, I was in awe with what I’d seen.
To be in awe isn’t even describing my reaction, it’s more so I’d discover what my purpose in life was that very moment. We connected that afternoon, you know what was on the notepad do you? Sketches of dresses she’d dream of designing, crafting to life. Her mind created a whole collection, an empire of dreams was behind every single design. I felt it, they meant everything to her, it’s as if she’s been waiting to get the opportunity to draw.
I wholeheartedly still hold on to the notepad,
maintaining it in a small box back home within other significant items throughout my life.