In the heart of hot Chicago summers, with the fan in the window and the door wide open, my cousins and I are in Granny B’s living room Watching MTV: The Box.

As the lyrics echoed in the air - “Ouuu that dress so scandalous" - I may not have fully understood the reference then, but what I did comprehend was the magic of creativity. The music, the choreography, the jaw-dropping fashion, and, oh, THE HAIR! Little did I know, those moments were sowing the seeds of a passion that would shape my journey. 

Fast forward, and here I am, not just as an observer but as a protector of the very essence that fueled those artistic sparks. I've become a creator who understands the language of your ideas, who knows the thrill of wondering if it's hot or not, and who has arrived at the point of embracing the audacious freedom of not giving a... well, you know.

In this journey, I've realized that creating an idea, breathing life into it, and boldly releasing it into the world is one of the most humane acts a person can undertake. It's an intimate dance with vulnerability and a courageous plunge into the vast unknown. Through the lens of my experiences, I've learned that every stroke of creativity is a piece of our humanity, a testament to our ability to shape the world around us, and it needs to be protected.