So here I am, sitting in my duckie pajamas, with smelly hair and my adorable Maltese licking himself next to me. It’s finally my long-awaited Thanksgiving break and I am so ready to lounge around, eat my favorite coffee ice cream, and do absolutely nothing.
Except that I’m not.
I’ve been going through this crisis situation this past week or so, wondering what in the world am I going to do with my life! Being the optimist and the high-achiever that I am, I planned to go into fashion editorial. Mmhmm, doing what a million other girls would give up their internal organs to do. I thought, hey it’s not so bad – I can fight among the masses and I can score…score BIG. But than came a sad twist of reality. I don’t live in New York, I don’t have a Blackberry filled with contacts to network with, and I don’t have the means to get up and go to NYC for a glamour, fashion-filled, unpaid internship. So what, was that the end of the road for me? Is my life now officially over?
See, I’m a type of girl who cries at a one-of-a-kind Armani Prive dress. I almost had a heart attack when I realized I could actually afford to buy my first runway collection Chanel sunglasses. I live and breathe fashion but honestly, is that lifestyle practical? Maybe I’ll love what I do but I’ll be living in a box. Some people can take it – I, on the other hand, need some kind of substantial income with my loans and everything else to take care of. So I quietly closed the door to my glorious fashion editorial idea, quietly so maybe it won’t hurt as much, and I ventured out into other prospective fields.
I feel okay. Actually, I feel more confident with the fact that I can land a great internship doing something else I love! Maybe animal rights? I don’t know yet, but I’m still working hard and ready to set my future up as a success. That’s why I’m not lounging around during my much deserved break. I don’t have time to eat ice cream and do my sinful “absolutely nothing”. I’m running around in Washington D.C. eager to show my resume. Oh, but I do keep my sketchbook full of designs still with me. Hey – a girl’s gotta do what she loves right? Even if it doesn’t turn into a career, it will forever always be my passion.