Mrs. Emily Fashion Advocate

I just wrote the 10th volume of my newsletter (which I call Shade Free Establishment). In it, I talk about what I learned from early motherhood, that I'm leaning on during 2020. Check it out here. 

Have I told you yet this week? Thank you.

Confidence is a never ending journey. As soon as I tackle a new mountain, and arrive victorious atop it’s peak, I see that there is OPPORTUNITY for me, but it’s in the form of facing NEW fears and doubts. So I feel like a broken record, always lacking boldness in pursuing the next thing with my business. But it’s just that each next thing is more difficult than the last! Can you relate?

Thank you, for your orders, which this summer I’ve been taking to the post office via bicycle. I wrap each...

I used to sing a song when I was little: “this little light of mine, I’m going to let it shine”. And we’d hold up one finger and pretend it was a candle.

See the candle-finger on my tee?

I believe that when we protect our shine, we operate out of a truer...

Meet my newest heart project. A Bangladeshi leather bag. Manufactured at a factory where workers are paid a fair wage. With Bangladeshi leather, some of the best in the world. Made to be a forever bag, that can be updated with belt options that make it a clutch, belt bag or crossbody. Shipped across the ocean in a beautiful matching leather box that will be the perfect keeper-of-things for years to come. 

Both the box and the bag have my logo embossed in the leather. 😳 The quality is another level. The functionality is...

I spent a couple of years seeing a therapist when I moved home from NYC. There were confusing things happening in my heart that needed unpacked so I could enjoy my life as mother, wife, friend, designer. 

Just this summer, I stepped away from social media, and spent time in the sun, with my family, riding bikes, cooking good food. I cried a lot, and felt really terrible about myself and my business. 

If you are attempting to process the destruction of this year, you may find that mourning...