DRESSED BY GOD BLOG

From the moment that I found out I was pregnant nearly 10 years ago....

Quite possibly even longer, I have always dreamt of being a stay at home mom. 

Believe me, when I sat down to type this out this morning, I had no intentions of going here. But I'm just going to have to follow God's lead here, and allow Him the opportunity to bring things to light.

Even just this morning, I was behind one of Daisy's friends in the carline, who I know is going home to tend to her home, run errands, and just be as she prepares herself for Field Day activities and the after school rush. I couldn't help but think, "I still want to know what that is like."

I do not begrudge the truth that God gave us the gift of a not-so-quiet life. 

I celebrate and give thanks for all of our blessings, and every opportunity to help others. 

I know that He created me to run businesses. But more importantly, He created me to give testimony and exhort the women around me in a very particular way, with a very specific set of skills.

I am good at like 3 things. There are blind spots around literally everything else. 

I spent a great deal of time behind-the-scenes in television. Working one-on-one with thousands of women. Helping them uncover their own beauty, worth and confidence.  I loved that work.

There is absolutely nothing like guiding women to and through breakthroughs. 

Nothing.

But then the terrain shifted, and the career that I loved was replaced by daily panic attacks and being asked to do things outside of my moral compass, to the very women that I was in relationship with.

It was a traumatic exit.

It was nearly a year of healing before I recognized it.

While I still remained on-camera and retained my Forbes and Non Profit clients, there was something missing. 

And now I see exactly where the Holy Spirit is leading me this morning. 

"You have always been Naomi... and you will continue to be a Naomi to my daughters."

And now God is redeeming in real time...

I want you to feel exactly what I am feeling in this moment. 

There are no human words to describe it. 

The closest word that I know is Love. 

He spoke these word to me the morning after His revelation in Ruth. 

I was on the way to take care of my mother after her quadruple bypass surgery. 

But now those words reveal themselves again.

Being led back into a capsule wardrobe had both nothing and everything to do with me.

Breaking the chains of cyclic shopping, healing me of food allergies, and restoring my dreams had nothing to do with me.

It had everything to do with you. 

"Do you see it? I know you feel it."

The sound of joyful chatter filled the air as we mingled getting ready for the first Darling Society Capsule Wardrobe Fashion Show.

We took our seats as the camera men took their places and the music started to flow like a heartbeat through the sound system.

It was time to see all of the pieces on the lavender floating runway.

The pieces were beautiful.

The drape and flow in the hot California atmosphere was intoxicating.

I get super geeked out at fashion shows.

It's kinda my thing.

When the first model stepped foot on the runway, God asked me if I saw it. 

And I did.

I coordinated my first fashion show in the late 90's. 

When given resources by a high end department store GM to coordinate their prom fashion show, a model book was handed to me. I opened it, and handed it right back to him.

I told him that if I were to coordinate the show, I would be sourcing my own models.

Thankfully he trusted me.

I spent my "off" time in the next few weeks, getting all dressed up for prom, huffing it around to all of the area high schools recruiting models.

If I saw a girl getting bullied, I picked her.

The girl who said "I could never be a model, I'm not pretty enough." I picked her.

The girl whose mother told her "No one's ever going to ask you to prom, look at you, " Also made the cut.

By the end of recruiting, I had 18 models from 18 different schools that all looked different.

Different sizes, shapes, colors, heights, weights, you name it.

It was beautiful. 

Each was fitted with a beautiful gown of her choosing.

I coordinated with our on staff makeup counter and hair salon teams to complete each look, and our shoe department was showcasing all of the latest looks for these young girls.

When show day finally arrived, you could feel the electricity in the air. The models were in a rotation of hair and makeup for the first several hours of the day. Everyone looked incredible.

Then the jewelry department showed up with special bobbles for each of the girls to wear in the show.

Once everyone was in place back stage, the families started arriving, and the friends, and students from each of the schools.

To think that all of this was promoted by inexpensive fliers printed out in the back office and word of mouth now astounds me. We didn't even have texting capabilities at the time. Let alone social media.

These young girls got to hear cheering and clapping as they walked down the runway in their looks.

The crowd was so large that it flowed from the third floor to the second floor, the fire marshal was called, and the corporate security team was running around crazy. 

Shoppers were spread across 3 floors of dressing rooms, with lines for each. 

As more of the crowd called their friends and family to come shop, the store remained open for nearly 2 hours past close just to finish ringing up all of the shopper's purchases.

It was the beginning of an era where I would be coordinating many more high dollar fashion shows for charity organizations around the city. 

I loved every minute of it. 

And when I saw the models walk out on that Darling runway, it took my breath away.

Each model was different, and beautiful in her own unique and special way.

I realized at that moment that what I did 25 years ago, began to change the narrative of how we see beauty. 

There were many more shows following the first. Each was different and special in its own unique way.

But then something happened that changed the trajectory of my life one night.

I was faced with many decisions that I did not want to make, but for the sake of saving my life and protecting my family, I made them.

One of them was leaving this job.

I didn't want to leave it, but in my mind, it was the only choice that I could make.

The work, along with everything else that I had built and known was stolen from me. 

If you want to learn more about this event, it is detailed in This Becoming Me Podcast.

"Will you coordinate a fashion show for us?"

Sometimes God chooses to redeem us through the voices of His daughters.

He brought me to Pasadena to the Darling Ambassador Retreat to be in community with so many incredible and beautiful women.

Even though most of us had never met before, it felt as though we had all been friends since childhood.

I've never experienced anything like this before. 

There were no egos, no facades. Just raw truth about were each of us were on our journeys. 

Each of us on a mission of our own, changing the world with the gifts that we've been given.

It was clear that what we are doing together will quickly become a movement that will change the narrative of how women see themselves in terms of Worth, Beauty, and Strength. 

A mission I've already been on for decades.

After posting videos and talking about the fashion show with friends, I was flooded with messages. 

Many requesting for me to put together a fashion show for ladies and their friends.

I was starting to see what God had meant.

"Do you see it? I Know you feel it."

There was no denying that what I felt.

But then there was a bigger, grander ask to help with a much larger scale fashion show. 

And I knew beyond a shadow of doubt in my mind that God was once again returning something to me that had been stolen.

I spent my last day in Pasadena soaking in all of the goodness of what God had intended for me on this trip. 

Refreshed, recharged and knowing that My Heavenly Father cared about that dream from so long ago. 

And now I have the ability to help even more women find their beauty and uncover the redemption of what God has in store for them.

Introducing the Darling, Spring/Summer Capsule Wardrobe

I've been living in the Darling Capsule for about a month now, and I am still floored by how thoughtfully the pieces were put together.

The fabrics are light and feel cool on the skin.

Everything is breathable.

I've been able to go from meetings to television to playing at the park with Daisy with extreme ease. Not giving a thought, worry, or care about not having what I need.

Casual to dressy - it is all there.

Nothing forced.

Even better?

Every time I put an outfit together, it becomes my new favorite, and I don't want to take it off at the end of the night.

Fashion has become incredibly fun again, just as it should be!

This is the perfect capsule for the season that I am currently in.

And now I get to share it with you.

As it turns out, not managing a shopping addiction or food allergies has given me back a great deal of time. 

So for the first time, I am opening my books to help more women feel confident and beautiful with their style. 

If you'd like to explore personal and group styling sessions, send me a message through Instagram @brandiepriceimage or through my Facebook. 

I will also be going LIVE soon in the Confidently On Camera Facebook Community with more about the Darling Capsule and styling techniques for all women. 

If you'd like to shop the looks click any of the photos above or right here to access my storefront.

I can not wait to see where God is taking all of this over the next few months, and I hope that I get a chance to meet all of you along the way.

I want to help you feel as beautiful as God sees you, so that you too can live out your redemptive calling. 

It's no secret that we as women avoid going places and doing things because we don't feel beautiful or worthy enough to be there.

Because I know that what He has in store for you is going to help so many others.

If not feeling beautiful enough has been holding you back, we need to chat.

After this whirlwind month of God restoring so many things that have been stolen from me, I had the privilege and honor of sharing this small but powerful statement with the first group of single mother's that will be the first at the Indianapolis Dream Center.

I could not choke back all of the tears knowing that what God has in store for these women is so much bigger than what any of us know.

He returns to us everything that was stolen.