“You danced the fine line between graceful and reckless and this is what I wake to wait for.”

You were the star in my life but now its my time to shine.

I hope one day your paper cranes grow up in dreams and fly away.

I shouldn’t have to dream of losing you to hold you all closer in the morning.

It may have killed the cat but curiosity is what keeps me alive.

Open your eyes to the bottomless sky that teases omnipresence and know that you are my beyond.

I spy a life on fire and taken for granted by me.

Needing leave clumsy me – spilling mustard on my sleeve as cover-up for all the talk of love.

You and your sea glass green kaleidoscope eyes have always been my kryptonite.

We’re outsiders- you and I- we could almost be brilliant.

I hope your lemonade tastes like young summers and old times.

Things will change – that’s the best and worst of it.

The world knew it couldn’t break you unless you listened to it talking shit thought and broke yourself.

I dream of you in constellations.

And there in the mirror staring into your shadows eyes red nosed and mascara freckled you’ll recognize yourself again.

Maybe we could begin entwined – not whole – but one again.

Your forever is always worth waiting for.

Figure skating has been a great influence for me. I took dance at the School of American Ballet, which helped my own skating. And whether you are a skater or a dancer, without sounding narcissistic, it is all about looking in the mirror.

I know I always say my occupation is not dancing, but dancing is in my heart, dancing makes me feel good.

Drink and dance and laugh and lie, Love, the reeling midnight through, For tomorrow we shall die! (But, alas, we never do.)

All those years of skating and dancing have carried over. I can’t design anything without thinking of how a woman’s body will look and move when she’s wearing it.

I like to live. I like to dance. I like to eat. I like to work and I like my family. I like to enjoy. And knock on wood it’s nice that I can live this way.

When a sincere woman begins to dance, the seven heavens, the earth, and all creatures begin to dance.

The way a dancer can bring the crowd to its feet with a drawn-out, well-executed pirouette is the excitement I wanted to capture with this design.

Your life within God’s arms, Your dance within God’s arms, Is already Perfect!