I have many memories of dresses, looks and disguises that spiral and spin around my thoughts. Monica Vitti and The Thin White Duke command this journey, but I have never had that one clearly defined moment. I am still in search of that. And as I grow, I wander further to the outside, allowing more and more dimensions, more thoughts, more worlds to collide. That is the dress I am in awe of ... It is not here; it exists in all thoughts, and as I spin, I feel it everywhere. You cannot see me, I cannot see it but I am beginning to know that it is there.