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Downtown Teen Creates Clothing Line
By April Koral
JULY 3, 2006
Welcome to Daniela Jacobs’ Tribeca atelier, a tiny bedroom with a sewing machine wedged beneath a bunk bed. It is a place where models juggle fittings between homework and S.A.T. prep, and where Daniela, a 15-year-old La Guardia High School student, has designed and stitched her first line of clothing.
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Last month, with the help of her mother, Laurel Marx, Daniela put on her first fashion show, attended by family, friends and two Teen Vogue fashion editors. The 28 outfits, which included sporty halter tops, satiny gowns and sophisticated, waist-clinching shorts. were all sewn by Daniela, often late at night.
“When she was in 7th grade, she started asking for a sewing machine,” said Marx, a graphic designer whose own sewing ability is limited to re-attaching buttons. |
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Daniela’s fascination with making clothing started with pleats. “I used to make skirts out of tissues for my Barbies,” she recalled. “I wanted to see how pleats were made. When I got older I took rags from the rag bin and sewed pillows and quilts for my doll house.”
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When she was 13, the long-awaited sewing machine arrived for Christmas.
“It was awesome,” Daniela said. “I wanted to use it right away.” A seamstress gave her one quick lesson. The rest she learned on her own.
A few months later, she received another gift from the owner of a clothing store in her building: a dress form. “When my Mom told me, I said, ‘Oh, my God.’ It was so exciting.”
In her early years as a designer, Daniela favored large plastic jewelry circa 1960 and flapper dresses of the ’20s. But by the time she was 14, she had found her true muse: the ’30s and ’40s.
Inspired by her grandmother’s old photo albums, she began designing oversize sun hats and dresses made with satiny fabrics. “There’s a lot of glamour in satin,” she said. “It reminds me of dresses that Ginger Rogers wore in movies with Fred Astaire.” |
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Indeed, with her shoulder-length curls and her penchant for vintage dresses, Daniela sometimes looks like she could have walked out of one of the yellowing 1940s Life magazines tucked into the side of her bed alongside copies of Vogue.
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The idea for a fashion show came last year. “It was before my friends went to camp and we had time on our hands,” Daniela said. “Someone said, ‘You should have a fashion show,’ and I said, ‘Yeah, and you could be the models.’’’ It took her six months to design and sew all the clothes.
The show was held in the Soho loft of one of her mother’s friends, an artist. Easels, canvasses and tables covered with paint brushes were pushed aside to make room for a catwalk. |
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The models, carefully instructed by Daniela, carried out their parts with aplomb. They walked slowly, only occasionally tottering in their high heels. At the end of the runway each model put a hand on her hip and tossed her head in a campy nod to the audience.
“Oooh, I wore a dress just like that on my honeymoon,” said one woman, delighted at the sight of a slinky blue number.
Near the end of the show, a model in a swoop-neck maroon blouse and red-and-white floral shorts got the attention of a classmate, Gregory Wikstro.
“They’re real cool,” he said excitedly. “She could totally wear those shorts to school.”

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