Green Crochet Necklace

I designed a green crochet necklace that will be available in my collection soon. It’s made with 100% cotton, ties in back for comfort. Feminine and comfortable in any season.

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Barack Obama Unbothered

President Obama is a superstar. His smile is enough to keep the cameras flashing, but I admire his post-White-House style. Take a look.

 

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Personal Style

What’s your personal style?

As designs and ideas swirl around in my head and land on this website, I want you to know that I’m sharing my personal style with you. I create what I would wear and what I would love to see on other beautiful people. I feel privileged when you take what I’ve created and make it your own. Thank you.

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Work Hard, Stay Young

“The day I grew up was the day I realized there is no free lunch,” she says. “You pay for everything — not only in money — but you pay with time, with experience, with love, with pain, you pay some way. You don’t get away free. If you do, you get something for nothing, and it’s worth nothing.” – Iris Apfel (on CNBC.com)

I’ve highlighted Apfel in this blog in the past, I just think she’s a fantastic lady. Her career continues to show that it’s never too late to find your calling and work hard to make yourself a success. She talked with CNBC.com about how her passion for her work is still going strong with being 95 years old.

An Appreciated Father

When I think about my father I smile and laugh a lot.

So…I’m the youngest of six and came five years, almost to the day, after my sister. I suppose I completed the set – three boys and three girls, and even though they had their hands full, my mom and dad always made us their number one priority. My mother was, for the most part, a stay-at-home mom. She worked part-time as a yard teacher here and there until I turned four and her child day care operation began to take shape in the basement of our house.

My father worked as a longshoreman, or as the occupation used to be called, stevedore. Often this wasn’t his only job. He took other odd jobs to make ends meet until he became a building inspector on one of the military bases in the bay area. Once my mother’s day care business took off, he retired early to help her with the books and act as occasional bouncer if things got weird with one of the parents.

I smile and laugh a lot when I think of him because he often took a lot of time out of his busy schedule to talk and play games with me when I was a very small child. My mother had become ill after returning from the hospital with me and with five other children to care for, he took it upon himself to ensure my development. Everything from silly games, to reading and learning math filled up our time together up until the moment I entered kindergarten and beyond. I credit my mother for my creativity, and my father for my vivid imagination.

He took his job as father and provider seriously from beginning to end. He was this little girl’s best friend, this teenager’s protector and guide and ultimately this woman’s role model. I can’t honestly say I’ve always thought this. If you had approached me about him as a teenager or a very young woman you would have witnessed a little bit of eye-rolling and rock-kicking. He brought his love of military discipline and order into our household – a teenager’s worst nightmare. I can tell you though, after holding down three jobs at once myself, WITHOUT six children and a spouse, my appreciation for him renewed and has remained ever since.

This fifth son of a sharecropper left the deep south with only a sixth grade education, joined the military, relocated to California and made a tremendously successful life for himself and his family by all measures. To say that I am extremely proud of him would be an understatement.