I find my hands are heavy as my heart while I write these words. I am sorry, but I can no longer go on with you. We have had seemingly endless bliss at times but for now I just can’t. I need to explore other fabrics and silhouettes. Dresses and slacks need an equal chance. Leggings and tights… I am not trying to rub your nose in this but, we both know it is for the best. I wish you all the greatest things this world has to offer. For now we must separate. Someday , down the road, we might find our paths cross again. But for now this is adieu.
Ali
