I don’t believe in goodbyes, implying an ending and never seeing a person again. I tried my best to update and open a window into my experiences here. I don’t think words could fully describe what I’ve gained from this program. While my future in art seems a bit… limited at the moment, I will always continue to doodle and photograph on my own time on my beloved iPhone. I hope to see everyone again at some point! So to end this post: see you later!
This is my last post for this session’s blog. These past three weeks went by very quickly. I enjoyed my classes this semester very much. I enjoyed learning new skills. I enjoyed some of the people who I met. I enjoyed my professors. These classes have given me a new motivation for fashion, a new motivation for pushing myself to do better. Who knows what I’ll do when I grow up but what I’ve realized is that at this point it doesn’t really matter. I’m not wasting time by taking these classes because I have all the time in the world. And even if I don’t use these skills in the future, I’m enjoying them now.
I’m sad that it’s over but I know I’ll be back, if not this fall or spring then definitely in the summer.
Thank you, good luck, and good-bye.
alice + olivia – Tulle Skirts
Mosque of Paris – Tulle Skirts
Hey Mod Mavens!
I haven’t posted in a while because my two fabulous professors have been keeping me busy with fashion projects. So busy, actually, that I did not even notice three weeks had passed by. Before I started on my Precollege adventure, I looked at three weeks like it was a lifetime. The days flashed by, although in them I earned a lifetime of knowledge and friendship.
Excitement and stress swirl in my stomach when I think of the last day. All final projects are due and friends are flying back home. If it weren’t for the fact that I am staying in the city for another week, I might actually shed a tear. Luckily, I have my stylish assignments to distract me.
In my morning class, Develop an Eye for Styling, we had to create a board for a location photo shoot. I chose the tea garden in the Mosque of Paris with a trend focus on tulle skirts – that is right: tutus. I, fortunately, got to double this board for my afternoon class’ project. In Fashion Forecasting, we were to analyze a future trend. I chose, you guessed it, tulle skirts with a brand focus on alice + olivia.
Once the projects are over and the stress is relieved, I will be left with the reality that this journey is over. The bittersweet ending signifies the start of a new journey: senior year. Hopefully these won’t be my last steps in the halls of FIT.
Thanks for reading!
“If you a give a man a fish, he will eat for one day. If you teach a man to fish, he will eat for the rest of his life.”
I learned this quote from this session of F.I.T Precollege and it has resonated with me since the first time it rang in my ears.
“Fashion Forecasting” has given me the tools and beginning experience to fish for the stars. The darkness of the future does not haunt as me as much as it once did and I can see myself dominating the fashion industry years from now. I’ve visited showrooms, felt authentic Prada clothing (I still can’t get over that), and most importantly, learned so much about the fashion business industry. I’ve met friends who have given me so many great laughs and have been taught by an excellent Professor Wolf who really wants us to succeed. I will keep fishing for the stars in hopes of bottling them up for my own one day.
Thank you to those who have read and who have had some stroke of interest in my posts or just fashion in general. I promised my farewell post would be short; I just really wanted to thank you all and let you know I appreciate you even if I don’t physically know you. Please never stop fishing.
Farewell, hugs and love included,
The Style Saviour
What do you want to be when you grow up? A question asked to every single person under the age of 22 from their first day of kindergarten to the day they graduate college. I hate it because I think it’s a cop-out from adults who don’t know any other way to relate to kids. Who don’t know what to say or how to act so they try to relate in a way that they can understand. It’s a definition. A way to compartmentalized people into groups. All any of us want is definition. A way to explain everyone and everything.
I personally hate answering it because I feel some sort of commitment. Like after I say what I want to be that that’s it. That’s who I am and what I have to do. For the longest time when someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up the answer was plain and simple: a fashion designer. Now I have begun to change my mind. My definition of myself had changed, lines have been blurred, truths have been lost. My future isn’t so clear anymore. I don’t know what I want. Now my cop-out answer to that cop-out question is fashion designer because that’s simpler than the truth: I don’t know.
After writing this blog I have become interested in fashion journalism. Working for a magazine or some blog sounds like a lot of fun, who knows if in the next ten years there will still be real magazines. I have turned into a thing I used to hate and have become what I thought I didn’t want, but what I realize now was that I didn’t know what I was talking about. I love writing about fashion, I love sharing my ideas with people. I have lost some motivation for sewing and designing but who knows. I have years ahead of me to decide, we all do. Nothing is really permanent. We put so much weight on decisions like college and career because we are afraid of making a mistake. But if we regarded these things with more of an open mind, and remembered that there is always room and time for a second chance, maybe things would be a little easier, and maybe we would all be a little happier.