"Yes," I said, taking the sketch from his hand and holding it carefully. "I want to continue."
Julian nodded, pulling out his phone again.
"Then let's make a list," he said, sitting back down on the floor across from me. "What do you need to actually make this happen?"
I looked at the sketches around me, my mind racing with all the steps I'd need to take, all the things I'd need to figure out.
"I need to choose which designs to start with," I said slowly, thinking out loud. "Maybe five or six pieces that work together, that tell a story."
"What kind of story?" Julian asked, his tone genuinely curious.
I picked up another sketch, this one of a tailored jacket with strong shoulders and clean lines.
"Strength," I said quietly. "Confidence. Clothes for women who are done apologizing for
