One of my mentors once told me that you're only as good as your network. When I was younger I thought 'humph, what does she know?' Then I got older, went to switch jobs, fundraise, and do all of the things you're called to do at some point in your career, and realized that I didn't know anyone. So I began the painstaking task of networking and somewhere along the line I realized that I was thinking about it all wrong. I shouldn't be dreading the lunches with total strangers (laced with small talk), I should be thinking about how I was going to have more friends than anyone in this city. And so it begins.
When I started STOMP, I had zero connections in the fashion industry in Kansas City -- and I mean none, zilch, nada. Although being official media for Fashion Week was something I set my sights on for months, there was a bit of anxiety that surfaced knowing that I would be walking into a week of events with no friends by my side. Thank goodness the kick-off garden extravaganza would be dripping with mimosas and bloody mary’s. Certainly I would need to throw back a couple of them to instill a bit of liquid courage. Then I realized that this event was special -- a constant flow of lovely people introducing themselves. Meaning, they came up to me... constantly. Most of them young women about 10-15 years my junior (I would've never done that at that age). How refreshing -- business could learn a little from the fashion community. We're all just people, we all have our insecurities, and we all want to be talked to (or maybe just acknowledged).
Now onto the fashion. What does one wear to a Garden Party? Pastels and flowy materials and no bold colors and prints. I went to work to find my look and here's what I came up with.