She turns her phone to an open closet full of loads and loads of fabric that she’s been blinging at home, all by herself. I was in awe. I could both see and hear the spark in her eyes and voice. Wow! She said to me again. Cresta, I can’t sleep, I don’t feel like sleeping at all, I can do this all night. Infact even when I sleep, I can’t wait to wake up. I look forward to winding down for the day and coming over here to face this. It’s my passion. It gives me unspeakable joy. I can do this non-stop.