11.29.2011 § Leave a comment
the other day i was walking and thought of the word regive. it’s re-give, but pronounced like revive with a ‘g’. i survive on retailing goods, but my favorite gift is always giving creatively- or as i call regive. my coworker asked what was the best pen to gift, mont blanc? ball or fountain? platinum or gold? and i looked at him like wtf and he said, “ask josh! he would know!” so we email him and he a replies my fav is 3g roller ball, wikipedia said mont blanc pioneered with the fountain, i prefer platinum over gold, got 2 2nd opinions and we all agreed that mont blanc=pen & cartier=watch. i replied saying i preferred the iphone pen-watch and then asked him if he expected a gift like this from me? thankfully he said no, and i tell him i am going to get him the momofuku milk cook book, and he tells me, “i already bought it for you!” in love lili
11.14.2011 § 2 Comments
11.01.2011 § Leave a comment
everything happens for a reason. i came to ny to be a fashion writer, but being born from immigrant parents they wanted me to have the expected life. so i was en route to taking my lsats when i rec’d a call from jcrew to join their design team for fabric r&d. i worked for one of the most infamous fabric gurus in the biz. within a month i was jetted off to paris, dodged pens being thrown at me like a born ninja, constantly ran to the break room to refresh my boss’s cup with ice to cool her menopause, took shots of green vibrance with her every morning, forfeited eating carbs bc she told me it made me work slow, all while miraculously absorbing all the knowledge i could, between her yelling “jackass” at a dancing donkey that i really regretted buying her from milan. shortly after a year, i left.
next i am selling korean fabrics at hope inc and experiencing the intense demands of not 1 design team, but several all wanting everything at once and all sincerely believing they are the most important customer in the world. i schelpped a suitcase full of fabrics from ny to seattle to la and learnt what it felt like to be on the other side. after 3 months, i left.
then i find myself an intern at band of outsiders. i rejected a job offer to be a fabric assistant at bcbg generation- i could not summon myself to buy bright plaids and be bossed by miley cyrus. so i am folding boo’s coveted button ups, re-organizing their closets (fyi i am a professional organizer) and quickly get noticed and invited to go to leslie mann’s beautiful brentwood mansion for a fitting for the collection’s photo shoot. i lay out options for leslie and kindly ask her if i can peep her closet, which she happily says yes to. my life instantly changed after seeing her all white section–you know i am obsessed with this color and this is why. i offered to go to ny, on my own way and pay, to help with boo’s fashion presentation, and i am lucky to be in charge of all the models. so i yell, “next boy please!” and have them strip down to their undies and dress them all up like my little ken dolls. of course i line up 1 interview, and i land the job. i tell boo i am staying back and won’t be an intern anymore. they are shocked and try to counter offer. unfortunately they are too late, so i left.
again i’m thrown into another whirl wind position. this time at kaufmanfranco. on my first day, my boss shows me a harley davidson jacket with an epoynomous engraved rubber placard on the back. he tells me he wants this and to go get it. i had just returned back to ny after a 2 yr hiatus, so i instantly hit the web for help. 1 week later i give him the protos of our label engraved in rubber and he looks at me with a sigh and says, “what’s this?” i remind him of the task, and he said, “i asked you for this last week, what am i to do with it now?” and tosses it back to me. i stick it on my computer to remind me, “get things done day of, and if u can’t, find a way to”. i become a sponge and absorb as much as i can bc this job was at ligthening speed. we would jam out couture colllections in 2 weeks. yes i lived in my white lab coat (but i secretly crystal heat transferred the inside of my coat to remind me, one day i will shine), worked everyday from 9am to midnight, snook naps in the fire exit on a cardboard box with bubble wrap for a pillow and would turn the lights down low when everyone left to watch the embroidered dresses sparkle. after just shy of 1 yr, i left.
next i am selling italian fabrics for my dear friend at volo usa. he just started the company, so biz is quiet and he is just so damn hot that i can’t stop checking him out. we lunched with his cute friends, drank espresso in the office, danced to his amazing sound system, and critqued the placement of his clock far too much. after 2 weeks, i left.
then i am asked to join theory, theyskens, and helmut lang to be their yarn purchaser. i am working for the best knitwear productionist in the biz. she speaks stitch, teaches me how real women work and how to keep your cool even when sod’s law slaps us in the face every single day. i am amazed by her even temper, her knowledge of everything knit and i am truly blessed to have her as a boss, mentor and friend. she knows i am itching to be back in design, and so when the opportunity opens, she gives me the motherly nod and says, “i know you are an outgoing person and this position suits you better, go for it”. with her blessing i join the theory and theysken’s sweater design team and become their new product developer, happily ever after, i have found my fit.
often in interviews people have been hesitant of my “flightiness”, but sometimes you need a little kick in your step to take flight. xo lili
10.05.2011 § Leave a comment
09.23.2011 § Leave a comment
so the verdict is in, and i hope i can live up to the king of pop. i am going to be mj, but a queen version. i am thinking billy jean era, and need to get started on making my glove asap. now i just need to master the moonwalk, find a vinyl suit, red bowtie, white shoes and jerri curl my hair. loving the pop king, xo queen lilikoi