Hi guys! It's been a minute...
The past 10 months have been an absolute whirlwind. To catch you up: my lease was ending in LA, and after the wildfires, I decided it was time to move closer to family. So, I packed up my business and my life and moved to New York—by myself. And I have to tell you, it’s been one of the most rewarding decisions I’ve ever made.
When I got here, I was reminded daily of a dream I had at 13 years old—to go to Parsons and study Fashion Design.
To make a long story short, when I was in eighth grade my best friend (and now incredibly talented stylist, @curatedcaroline) and our moms came to New York for a week. We toured Parsons (see photo above), FIT, met with an editor at InStyle, visited ateliers—the whole nine yards. It was, without question, the best week of my life.
Life, of course, took a different turn. I went down the “more serious” law-school power-suit path and left fashion behind. That was until I found myself in that same entry-level law career and started sosom out of my tiny beige cubicle. Life really is funny.
Fast forward to now. After walking past Parsons almost every day, I finally decided enough was enough and applied to the Fashion Design program—because “they weren’t going to accept me anyway.” And yet… here I am, about to finish my first semester at Parsons!
The last ten weeks have been an absolute joy (mostly). I never knew I could work this hard and learn so much so quickly. On top of school, this quarter will be sosom’s largest yet—launching into new categories and spreading our wings into ready-to-wear. Eeek, see you soon Fall ‘26.
I can’t begin to tell you how fulfilling these past ten months have been—but they haven’t all been pretty. If I had written this last week, it would have been tear-stained and bitter because, of course, something went wrong again, and of course, there wasn’t a way to fix it in time. After a few days of ugly crying and a lot of “why do I keep doing this to myself?” I’ve decided to take the pressure off and simply enjoy being in the process of becoming.
I stopped writing and sharing as much because, honestly, I felt embarrassed that I wasn’t hitting the goals I set for myself three years ago when I started sosom. You should see the lists—I’ve maybe hit two or three of them. For a long time, that felt like failure. But now, the self-inflicted pressure has lifted. I’m learning to have fun again, to be present, and to appreciate how far I’ve already come—especially through the eyes of 13-year-old me.
I can’t wait to continue sharing this journey with you as we build sosom together.
xx
Sommers
