MY COLOR STORY: PART 3
What started as a personal journey became a career, a passion, and a calling far greater than I ever imagined.
I was now more grounded than ever. My belief that I was an Autumn grew stronger, and I let go of the notion that hair or eye color alone dictated my palette. Although I hadn't transitioned into living in my seasonal range, I had a clearer understanding of the shades that made me shine. Over time, I began incorporating those hues into my wardrobe, taking steps toward expressing my most genuine self.
Three years later, my life revolved around creativity. I designed costumes for plays, created garments, and marketed my clothing design services to music artists. My career energy kept me excited, but then I had an epiphany that changed everything.
How can I create clothing under my name if the fabric colors don't bring out the best in my clients? What if the wrong shade diminishes their authenticity?
At that moment, I knew that helping my clients shine meant diving deeper into color theory. Mastering the principles of color analysis was the key to designing with certainty—creating pieces that looked beautiful and enhanced the unique appearance of the person wearing them.
That realization didn't discourage me—it inspired me. It wasn't a setback; it was a challenge to grow. Thus, I began a new chapter in my creative adventure, where color became the key to unlocking beauty and individuality in my work and myself.
Here's where I pause because I imagine you think you know where this is going. But how could you? I sure didn't!
Diving into the study of color through the lens of image consulting felt like a valuable addition to my design business. Seeking out prominent image consultants, I absorbed everything they had to offer. My focus remained steady— the goal was clear, and my determination never wavered.
Spoiler alert—that's not what happened. I fell in love. That's what happened.
Falling in love with color analysis also meant falling in love with myself. Appreciating design and creating beautiful things was one thing; realizing that God made me beautiful, too, was something even greater.
God had countless ways to reach me, but He chose color. He designed me this way—it was my language, and He captivated me.
But He didn't stop there because color, shape, and style are inseparable—one always leads to another. By the time I filled my mind with everything there was to learn about image consulting, I was all in, head over heels—I saw stars.
I had no idea that this would turn into a three-year educational experience or that I would be the first consumer research participant. My goal was to design clothes using these tools. To my surprise, I discovered that having them in your toolbox transformed a woman’s self-image and self-esteem—and at the time, that woman was me.
Incorporating these tools into my wardrobe brought an unexpected shift—my clientele began to change. Loving my new look, I became my own advertisement, gaining poise in promoting myself and my skills. Design clients gave way to women inspired by my transformation, eager to experience the same for themselves.
In the beginning, I worked with both men and women, but over time, my passion led me to concentrate only on women. Helping them experience the same transformation that changed my life became my passion. Few things are more powerful than watching a woman recognize and embrace herself, reshaping the way she occupies her space in the world.
Six years passed since discovering color analysis. By now, I was working full-time, helping women revamp their wardrobes and closets. Loving every moment, I was in the zone.
Then, God spoke again. " START A MINISTRY FOR ABUSE SURVIVORS."
Wait—did I hear that right?! ( cue shock, disbelief, and maybe a little screaming!) This was not MY plan.
Stay tuned for what happened next… because, trust me, I never saw it coming.
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