I often have dreams of when I worked at Betsey Johnson in the 90's, and I never really figured it out, but now I finally get it—fierce fabulous females that did shit together, that inspired and connected. Sure, we were in our 20's and figuring it all out, but I've connected with so many women (and men) since then, but it has never been as awesome as being with Betsey gals. We were (still are) super intelligent and curious beings -- alive, creative and living.
I lived the stereotype of believing that once I finished college and got a "real" job (I don't even know what that means anymore) that I'd be connected on a deeper level with coworkers and make intellectual friends (kind of a boring and naive ideal to strive for— mostly making up for the feeling of not measuring up and messing up in school, rather than on anything real) not realizing I already had it. I know a lot of people from all walks of life, and the women I worked with and became friends with are still some of the most amazing humans on the planet, AND I still have the pleasure of being friends with them—we may not get to see each other all that much, but when we do, we pick up like no time has passed. It's easy to laugh and window shop (okay, maybe real shopping) for hours and to just be ourselves.
We've grown and taken on new roles, but we are still those fierce, creative 20 somethings fucking doing shit and making waves—like the fashion designer/landscape architect, the historic preservationist, the art center leader extraordinaire, the coffee house and baker creating jobs for those who've been homeless, the fellow life-changing coach, the teacher, the beauty director, the costume designer. I say all of these things they do, because they have reinvented themselves more times than most people I know—we take risks. We go with change and we embrace it, even when it is scary. I love these women more than they probably even know. They've always been a crazy amount of love and light in my life (even when we were chain smoking). These powerhouses of women—I fucking love them. Don't give up these relationships, even with distance. They are special (and if you're like me, you'll keep dreaming about them anyway).
I can appreciate my Betsey babes even more now that I connect to new fabulous women and forge friendships where we value independence and lots of laughter. And love. And support. And lots of cursing. And more laughter. And lots of inspiration. I love each and every one of you so much from the past and present.