POST COLLAGE - FIRST TASTE OF TRAVEL

So, the story begins with me getting a job. Uniqlo, based out of Japan. Within three four weeks of getting the job it was time to go to NYC for training. New York was amazing. There they pretty much eat and sleep fashion.

POST COLLAGE - IN THE MOMENT

This was one of the happiest days of my life, so I thought so. College was over and 

 

Not sure of you can see it in the picture, you probably can't. Because at that moment I didn't even know it was there. Like an early pregnancy a seed of resentment was forming. A heart , broken. A soul , challenged. 

I have always went to school, got my education, for my parents. Always. School was boring it was never what I wanted to do where I wanted to be. But through there love of education I loved to learn. I don't know why I am babbling of mindless matter of stardust feelings. Actually I do know. To avoid talking about my real feelings that day. Those disappointments that day. Needless to say both of my parents didn't come. Ray, Walter, Kaycee and Ray's sister Erica came. I will remember that for ever. They got me balloons which now reside in the corner of my living room. The dragon of hoarding  rearing it's head post the war of disappointment. Yeah there's something behind that smile, yet still one of the happiest day of my life.       

Although I went to school studying fashion writing has always been a passion of mine. While in school I put together many blogs. One of the most meaningful ones “Life After Collage.” I thought  I would be writing about the struggles and impossibilities of looking for a job. But as luck would have it I didn’t even experience much of a break point between graduating and landing that great entry level position into my career. So as of now not completely sure what or where this blog will make of all I know is I have this buring passion to write my story. With my flare, my creative perspective and my finger tips of honesty. Get to know me in a way I can only expose thorough my thoughts.