Guys. My first semester of my Fashion Design program is officially complete. It felt a bit anticlimactic because in my last class of the semester I was showing my teacher my designs (which I'm so excited to show you!!) and I put both of them on and my crazy teacher just smacked me on the butt and said,"Yes nice fit now get out of here." For all of the work and time I put into this semester I was looking for something with a bit more umph! But instead I just scurried out of class and began my hour long drive back home.
As I drove in my car and watched the silhouette of the mountains run beside me I turned off my music and opened the sun roof and felt the cool night air rush into the car. I felt so alive. And just so....content. I couldn't stop thinking about how back in January the night before classes started I would not stop freaking out and told Sir Matt, "Maybe I shouldn't do this whole design thing, I mean who knows if it will even work out. The odds of me actually being a successful designer are ridiculous. Maybe I didn't think this all the way through..."
That night Sir Matt told me that whether or not I became a designer or did absolutely nothing in the fashion industry at all that it was important that I knew that I could make anything that I wanted to happen, that I was good enough and that I was the only person getting in the way of making my dreams come true.
I'm glad I listened. I'm glad that Matt has been so unbelievably supportive.I'm so glad that I finally got out of my own way.