I Do Doubt Myself

Rising to the Challenge

Mommy Dearest

Red Red Whine

The Creative Process

Hail the Virgin Queen

Doing It Big

Ultimate Dressmaker Collection

Let's Twist Again

Captain Planet

The Kids Are All Right

Accessories in the Attic

Beige is Boring

The Hungry Ruffle

More Is More

Blushing Brides

The Love Float

Finding Your Key Light


The End of the Affair

Two Sides of NY

Jersey Shore Moment

The Island of Lost Handbags

In A Nutshell

Attention Upper East Siders

The Greatest Show in the World!

Banana Drama

Life Finds A Way

Shrinking Violets

Plaid in Space

Message in a Bottle

Sad for Plaid

Color Coordinated

Suffocate with Love

In Noir and White

Welcome to the Fun Haus

Lethal Women

It's a Camp-tastrophe

Disappointing Duplicity

Inside Out Man

I'm Still In Love

I Do Doubt Myself

Daniella describes the pitfalls of winning this week's Mini Challenge.

I finally won a Mini Challenge, and now I wish I hadn’t. Worst prize ever for winning! Hey guess what? Congrats on being a great illustrator and having a good eye for detail. Now you get to make enemies and tell everyone who you don’t like while the judges still eliminate whoever they want to — lucky you. And I think me winning the main challenge is proof that I don’t need such a prize to eliminate the competition. Each challenge I get more and more confident that I can win this entire competition, and yet each new challenge I am more anxious than the last.
Especially this challenge, I felt out of my element. I’ve done this before when I was a guest designer on a show called Trinny and Sussanah in London. But I felt I had more riding on this project and came back to the studio and no ideas. And everyone rolls their eyes at me and complains that I voice my nerves about the challenge, but the fact is I do doubt myself sometimes and that’s what makes me a good designer … the fact that I always question my work and push myself to refine my eye. I would never create something that I don’t agree with; it’s just not always entirely developed to a point I am happy with.

Anyway, in the end I felt I came to a great compromise and Tarren looked fabulous. So Tarren, if you’re reading this: Start dressing like the way I styled you!

P.S. I miss Keith a lot already.