In Paris with Sascha & The Boys
The girl who made paper dresses
80's in Poland was a pretty grim time. Martial law, strikes, police shooting at the civilians. I don't remember it, I was a child. But I do remember the prevailing greyness. Today, little girls' world if often a sparkly pink one. I had none of the sparkle but I didn't care. All I wanted was to make clothes.
I made paper dolls for whom I designed hundreds upon hundreds of delicate paper dresses. I devised a way to prevent dresses from falling off the dolls during playtime. But I never really played. It was the clothes I was interested in.
Fast forward many years and I found myself as far removed from my childhood dream as possible. I built an identity for myself as a lawyer and had a thriving practice in London. When a voice inside me started telling me I needed to return to my childhood dream, I did everything to crush it. I had worked too hard for the voice to ruin everything.
At the end of a four year battle the voice had won. I put everything on the line- my career, money and my future.
There was no alternative, really. After all, all I ever wanted was to make beautiful dresses.