The light switched in my heart, and I decided it was time to come alive. I stopped sabotaging my own steps and skipped toward my fabrics — my first love. I pulled out my design boards, began to sketch, and started to recreate the world that has always been my calling.

The Kartini Suit emerged, sewn more beautifully than my heart could have ever imagined. From the archives — also known as my garage — I pulled out the Elsa Fitzgerald Bali Made Collection to see how we might bring these treasures to life once more, this time made in the USA.

Then came the miracle find — the long-lost black lace for the Holly Dress — and my excitement soared. Messages began to arrive, inquiries about gowns and orders, whispers of interest turning into waves of momentum. I realized I was becoming the fashion dream brought back to life. Everything feels alive with such zeal, as if a gear has shifted in my soul — propelling me forward, fighting to break through toward joy.