Simply Devine

I hate the fact that I can never sleep at normal times, and how the people that I do  want to talk to are sleeping.

Day 29- Hopes, Dreams and Plans for the Next 365 Days

I pretty much failed at completing the 30 day challenge. I’m not going to make up the ones talking about my month in great detail or my year in great detail because A) no one wants to read that B) I don’t like talking about myself THAT much and C) it would just be lame. I am, however, going to do this last one about my hopes, dreams and plans because this will make me write them out, which is something I’ve been meaning to do for awhile.

In 365 days I hope to have my own apartment with stark white walls so I can decorate it like colormekatie does. I want my apartment to have a room strictly dedicated to being my studio, a place with overflowing scraps in which I will make beautiful crafts. It will be a place of inspiration, relaxation, and creativity. A place where I can become so absorbed in what I’m doing that I wouldn’t have a care in the world what would be going on outside. I’ll have a sewing machine, fabrics bursting in color and luxurious textures, and a mannequin. It will be heaven.

I want to have a job again. Even though I got so sick of working at Forever 21, I miss it. I miss talking to costumers, finding out their styles, what they wanted, and why they wanted it. I miss working there because it gave me an excuse to wear all my crazy outfits. It gave me an excuse to dress up and wear those heals that seem to be piling up in my closet. I miss costumers looking at what I was wearing and asking me where they could get that outfit because they liked it so much. Even though I miss being in the fashion world the next job I plan on getting will be working with children. My friend, Seth, will be getting me a job as a provider. I’ll be assign to work with one child who has some type of special need. I’m excited about it because I love kids and I think it will be really rewarding. And it should fit my crazy school schedule a lot better. At least that is the plan. 

I want to go on a road trip with my closet friends. We’ll go to Cali and spend all day at the beach, we’ll head to Texas because there is a three story fabric store there. We’ll drive aimlessly and get lost. (Getting lost makes the best stories anyways.) We’ll take too many pictures and eat too much junk food. And of course we’ll be jamming out to gLee tunes. 

I dream of being in a hopeless head over heels romantic relationship. I want to surprise that special person and put a smile on his face. I want him to accept me for who I am, and who I may become. Not for who he wants me to be, or who he wants me to become. I want someone who will break this pattern of me being so independent. I want someone who I can tell my deepest secrets to and know he won’t leave me. I want to be weak for a moment, because I’m so exhausted from being strong. I want him to support me in my decisions, not tear me down.  I want to look him in the eyes and we’ll know exactly what each other is thinking. I dream of having someone to giggle and dance with. I’m not going to settle, so darling, you will have to win me over first.

I would like to meet all my followers, especially the ones who have Fibromyalgia, just so they don’t feel so alone. We can exchange stories and tell things to each other that we’ve kept on our hearts. We’ll stay up too late and keep each other company because we’re all insomniacs, and that would just be the normal thing for us to do. Maybe then, the nights wouldn’t feel so long.

365 days from now I will have completed my first year committed completely to Fashion Design. (Oh my gosh! That’s crazy to think about!) I’ll have either a semester or two after that before I have to consider where to go from there.

Just from writing this post I feel like I have grown some. Hopes, dreams and plans are so beautiful.

These past few weeks have been pretty stressful. The semester is about to end and professors feel the need to pile on projects before time runs out. I definitely feel the clock ticking! One of my highlights to this week was one of the books I order to help me get into Fashion Design arrived. I didn’t have any time to check it out until tonight. I was sitting at my brothers baseball game and decided to practice sketching. One of the first things the book covers is how to draw eyes because “it is inconceivable to draw fashion designs without portraying the eyes, as one would be depriving oneself of the soul.” I was pleasantly surprised because I was actually ENJOYING sketching. I felt relaxed and absorbed in it, sure my drawing isn’t the best, but there is room for improvement! One of the dads at the baseball game came up to me and said, “I see we have an artist here.” Of course, I started denying that I was an artist, simply because in most ways I don’t consider myself to be. But I told him how I was sketching to prepare for my Fashion Illustration class because I’m majoring in Fashion Design. He start asking me more questions about it, and seemed genuinely interested in it. It felt so good for a total stranger to take some interest, and he didn’t shoot me down with any negativity. It made me realize that I am in the process of becoming an artist! (Yes, I drew that eye. Haha)

Awww, I miss my long virgin hair. This was before I cut it and dyed it. I can’t decide if I should grow it out, or not… but it took so much time to manage, that’s for sure.

Oh, this is Alyssa she one of my bff’s. I lovee her.

Day 24- Whatever Tickles Your Fancy

I was so happy to see Cat Deeley was featured in the lastest instyle magazine. She styles herself and I absolutely love that about her. She’s not afraid to take chances. Sometimes some of her outfits don’t work but her bubbly personality shines through and that makes the outfit adorable. She definitely wears the clothes, the clothes never wear her!

Day 23- A Video

I don’t know a single word of French, but this song is so sweet, and the video makes it that much sweeter!