Friday, July 16, 2010

::Meet Morgan:: Part 1






slip into your favorite cardi
slide out of your nine-to-five shoes
and into your moccasins
scrub your face,
(or fall asleep, reading, in your makeup-- nary a lady hasn't done the same)
let a cup of honey ginseng
steep, but be sure
+ stir in sticky teaspoons
of extra honey,
to numb all that ginseng.
cozy yet?
good.
we have something more heartrending still.
an interview--
as insouciant as champagne, as meandering as wild honeysuckle, as pungent-sweet as a cherry sour, as wholly funky fresh as the interviewee herself--
with Morgan Bowers.
Ripe young peach at twenty-six years, she's mother, visionary, entrepreneur, girl-about-town, cutie-pie, and stately grace-wearer.
She nudges the fashion envelope subtly, yet assuredly,
with a scrunch of an angel-kissed nose and a self-deprecating laugh
which makes you buy her cause, her product, her essence, that much more adoringly.
If the first signs of spring were Hawaiian lilies exploding in magenta fire across
the Texas Panhandle,
If Ali McGraw were to shear her horse's mane, add a spritz of sexy/cute paprika freckles across dainty nose and Botticelli cheekbones,
and stay ensconced in Love Story forevermore,
albeit with eight hours extra of sunshine
in Cambridge, or Yale, or what have you;
If Lilith Fair were just a little cooler, and less cloyingly Sara McLachlan,
if apricots could be plucked from palm trees,
and come in a hot pink variety, with Asscher-cut emerald seeds;
If the moon could burn tangerine with yellow polka dotted hearts--
the effect might be something strikingly a lot like--
Morgan.
A scrapper, a lover, a dreamer bold enough to become a creator; a mother, a daughter, a heart-energy-icon to many,
the girl is a marvel.
Warm your hands,
savor your tea,
fall in love more still with DR, its pretty mastermind, and its worthy yet truly simple manifesto--
to fall more in love with yourself, as you fall in love with DR clothes.
The magic is self-evident.
So, go ahead,
and
Meet Morgan.
It's a sumptuous sweet saucy savory succulent thing, you'll find,
to do.

::DR::

Part 1 of an enthusiastic 3-part interview (!!!)


What is your idea of perfect happiness?


My life. What can I say? I’m 26 and I have the most wonderful son, an amazing family and the job of my dreams.


What are your first fashion-centered memories?


Looking at BOP magazine when I was little and trying to make my outfits look like the young and hip Famous Janes!! Haha.


South of France or SoCal?


South of France. When I think of those two places I think less of location, and more along the lines of, “Ok, what is the fashion scene like in these two places?" We all know what more than likely is going on in SoCal (Hollywood is less a town than a state of mind, after all, a cultural touchstone). I’d love to take the breezy elegance of French dressing, the perma-vacation appeal, and translate that into something workable here in A-Town!!

Adoration or infatuation?

Adoration, definitely.

Boundless energy or ceaseless time?

Boundless energy AND ceaseless time!!! Give me my favorite energy, and a day that never ends and I could definitely call THAT heaven!!!


I say “wasabi,” you say ______________?


Nose. Come on now, its an excellent decongestant!


Where would you like to live, and what would be your living quarter of choice?


On a ranch anywhere in Texas only, surrounded by trees and a creek. Five dogs, one or two barn cats (I really don’t like cats), some of those chickens that look like they have pom-poms on their heads, and lots of horses!


Would rather slink down the catwalk, or be the one pinning clothes and cutting on the bias backstage?


I’d much rather be pinning the clothes and cutting on the bias backstage. I love to be where the action is, so I guess you could call me a bit of a drama queen.

Makeup is _________

My everyday, go-to mask-- that little bit of perfection I can give myself. Though I love to go natural when I’m roughing it up.

Eighties music is ________________

The start- up to a night of dressing up in my most psychedelic outfit, that’s what!!


Guilty pleasures are ______________


Any kind of sweet (mmm…), any type of fashion, a glossy interior decorating mag, or a new fun vintage-y blog stumbled upon… all while sitting on my couch, fireside close by!!

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