Between Fashion and Feeling: Finding My Voice in Paris

A story about curiosity, passion, and the people who trusted my vision.

My first impression of Paris was overwhelming.

I had already visited the city twice before, but even then, it felt almost impossible. Impossible not because it was unreachable, but because it felt like a dream. Paris existed in my mind through images, magazines, and references , never as something fully real.

When I finally moved here, what impacted me the most was something very simple: the way people dressed. Most people were well dressed, with intention and personality. I started observing everything , how shoes were paired with skirts, why someone chose a certain coat, how elegance could exist in something as everyday as walking to work.

Without realizing it, I began comparing , not from a place of judgment, but from curiosity. I watched people closely, noticing the details, and how the city itself influenced the way people dressed. That’s when fashion truly started to catch my attention.

I began looking at more magazines, studying photography, and something that really shocked me was realizing that many of the images I admired in editorials were born on the street. Seeing a project exist first in real life and later in a magazine changed my perspective completely. That’s when I understood the power of imagery and fashion as storytelling.

Little by little, I started collaborating with models who needed to build their portfolios, and I reconnected with influences I had admired for a long time—especially Mexican creatives, whose strong sense of style and presence on social media had always inspired me.

Fashion, for me, isn’t necessarily something I see as a final destination. I experience it more as a passion , something I deeply admire. But it’s a passion that naturally complements the work I do today as a photographer, even in weddings. That editorial sensitivity, that modern eye, finds its way into every project without forcing anything.