The Woman (and Dress) That Woke Me Up
I met @Cristina Cejas in the spring, right before my 40th birthday. At the time, I had just closed down my business. I was quietly mourning my beloved woodshop, the place where I had built not just furniture, but a piece of my identity. I was also mourning my thirties — a whole decade of trying, building, dreaming. I found myself asking, Is this it? Am I done with my entrepreneurial spark? With youth, excitement, and possibility? One part of my brain, the rational one, told me I’d made the right decision. That I would heal. But the other part… the tender, dreaming part… needed proof that joy still existed. And then, I saw a Facebook post. Cristina was looking for models for her very first photo shoot. She had just received the first batch of self-designed dresses and needed people to wear them. I wrote her, and she invited me to her place. It was magic. The buzz of starting something new was in the air. Boxes on the floor, dresses on hangers, plans unfolding. I felt it all again: the creative joy, the lightness, the purpose. That day, I wasn’t just a model for a few photos. I was a woman being reminded that I still loved being part of the beginning of something. I walked home that evening with a full heart and one of Cristina’s long blue dresses in my bag, the most impractical thing I could have chosen. I didn’t need it. But I needed it. It’s the kind of dress you wear only on slow Sundays, walking to a café, when you want to feel effortlessly beautiful and free. And maybe that’s what Cristina’s magic is. She makes dresses that remind you who you are when you’re not trying to be anything else. A few weeks later, I launched a beta group for women entrepreneurs, and Cristina was the first to say yes. Since June, we’ve been working together on her business and marketing, and watching her grow fills me with so much pride. She’s building something brave and beautiful, and I know her work will go far. That’s why I’m writing this post here.