everything has its own memory

Being a dress and shoe designer is one of my dreams, in fact the one I am most passionate about. I was wearing a leopard dress I bought from home. 

I remembered I went to a department store with my mom and she was not appealed by the dress, but deep in my heart I really wanted this because I think it is very classic. So, I bought it myself the next day :)

#2 memory: I wore this when It was the night before Chinese new year. My family were making fun of me wearing leopard dress on Chinese new year dinner. I was very confidently pairing this dress with a brown ankle boots. 

Then I went with some friends out to the mall. Took some pictures.

Memory #3. I left it home and finally brought it to the states last winter. And now it's here. This is the second time I wore this dress. And so happy to be back.

Well, what I am trying to say is... nothing in this world is memory-less. I found it hard myself to get rid of my stuff. Even papers with my writing on it. It is not that I am suffering a kind of disorder. But I always found every stuff has its own memories. My clothing especially.

I am trying to respect everything take care of them , give them a life, and take care of life.

By the way this is the video of the dance movement on valentine's dance. Since no one recorded it, so I decided to make it myself at home ;p

Love.

Catherine Au Jong