Spring Semester

The holiday season was a much needed break for everyone. Some stayed in Florence and traveled throughout Europe while others, like me, decided to fly home to reunite with family and friends.

Although it was wonderful to see my family and friends again, it’s time to be studying my passion again. I flew back to Florence three days ago with a layover in Paris, where it was snowing hard. I arrived in Florence with relief that no luggage was lost and flights were not terribly delayed. Florence is no longer a foreign environment. The bumpy cobblestones, insane Italian drivers and spontaneous rain just all feels so familiar.

Although I am in the same city as last semester, there are many differences between this semester and the last. I moved into a different, more spacious, apartment with my Fashion Merchandising Management friends. I live further away from Villa Strozzi now, but I bought a student ATAF tram pass today so my commute will be quicker. I have one less class during spring semester, so hopefully I will have more leisure time to relax. Though my professors are predominately the same, I have a few new professors for courses such as Patternmaking, Italian and Photoshop. It will be exciting to get to know them!

I am unbelievably nervous for the new semester, but I am looking forward to it. I am still adapting to living away from home since this is my first year doing so, but I have been learning to deal with my homesickness really well. I put so much hard work into my courses last semester and finished with solid grades. I hope that I can continue maintaining good grades while balancing a social life this semester as well.

Lemuria Guest Speaker

When FIT visited the White Trade Show  during our academic field trip to Milan back in September, we met a cool independent designer with a brand named Lemuria. Her garments are cleverly designed convertible clothes made of soft jersey. What appears to simply be a skirt could transform into a dress, a top, and even a cardigan. The Draping teacher for the second year fashion design students held a good conversation with her at the trade show and kept her contact.

Last Friday, the designer of Lemuria came to Polimoda to speak to FIT students about her brand. She demonstrated how her garment could be transformed on a student model (me!) Different jersey swatches and hem finishings were passed around to the students as she spoke about the fashion business and design process. Though she spoke mainly in Italian and needed to be translated by our professors, we all learned about her brand and working with jersey knits.

It was a wonderful experience to see a designer as a guest speaker for our school who we previously saw in Milan. It was great to hear about the business world from someone who had plenty of experience. It is events like this that make FIT in Florence a truly memorable and valuable experience.

To check out a video of one of her garments, check this video out:

10 Things Learned in One Week.

1. Italian drivers will not slow down when they see a pedestrian at the cross walk. In fact, they might speed up in hopes that they’ll beat the pedestrian to the crosswalk so they won’t need to slow down.

2. Food is not much more expensive than it is in the States. And if it is more expensive, the quality of it totally makes up for it.

3. I really didn’t need to worry about not finding an apartment or roommates.

4. The coffee here is incredible. I will probably hate Starbucks once I get home.

5. There is no such thing as free water.

6. Italian women are beautiful. They’ll be riding bikes in flowing floral dresses with perfectly toned and tan legs in four in heels. And do it gracefully.

7. There is no such thing as Netflix or Hulu or Pandora.

8. The weather here is just like my hometown. Super sunny one moment, pouring rain the next. Invest in a good pair of rain boots.

9. To say that Italy is beyond indescribably beautiful is an absolute understatement

10. People back home will love you no matter what. Thank goodness for Skype and Facebook international calling cards.

Goodbyes.

I am currently writing on the plane from Los Angeles, California to Zurich, Switzerland, where I will take another flight to Florence, Italy.
Like most of the teenage population in my hometown, I always desired to leave the “Bubble” in hopes of new adventures. But as the plane began to take off today, I found myself silently begging the plane to stay on the ground for just a few moments more. I was already homesick.
Today has been unbearable. It has been a difficult, if not the most difficult, experiences of my life. I never realized how hard saying goodbye to my family, friends, and boyfriend could be. Although I never thought people considered me as their own best friend, I truly realized today how much my friends really do love me. My friends even surprised me with a movie documenting their goodbyes that they composed last minute. Even as busy as my friends are with their jobs and cross country practices, they still found the time to at least stop by my house and give me a final hug. My family was wonderful, taking me out to an amazing sushi restaurant for the last dinner and a delicious fish house for lunch today while comforting me that everything would be completely fine.
It was so difficult walking towards the security checkpoint at the airport, leaving my family and boyfriend behind me. My legs were shaking and I felt sick to my stomach. I’ll never forget their loving smiles as they blew me air kisses and waved me goodbye.
This whole past week has been such an incredible yet emotional goodbye.
Or maybe I shouldn’t call it a goodbye. I’m not leaving forever, right? I”ll be back in December.
Although I’m supposed to keep the windows shut right now, I can’t help but occasionally lift it and peer outside. The sky is unbelievably dark, but I can still see the fluffy clouds below me and the shining stars right above the wing. Apparently, we are flying over James Bay in Canada 10667 meters above sea level with a little less than seven hours left on the plane.
No doubt, I am excited to finally arrive in Italy and begin university there, but I am scared because of the uncertainty I feel. This is my first time traveling to Europe where I will live by myself in a town where I know zero people.
My biggest fear is that I will have trouble meeting people and not finding a roommate, as I am arriving one day later than most students. But I’m sure that I will meet incredible new people soon enough.
Off to get some sleep now. I have six hours left on this plane until Zurich and I should get as much rest as possible. Wish me luck getting rest! :)