Distrito Paparacchi.

I'm just making a photo stop while looking for logo inspiration. In the mean time I grabbed just a tid bit of some pretty fab fashion sketches for when I go home and draw:

Maybe one day I'll bloom too.

Prince of my dreams, someday someday someday

Tonight, I had sketching, with me and the graphite, and Jacquelyn, and Sarah, and Professor Lara with no "u". She insists on naming me Mikie, which is totally fine. I'm really glad I'm taking sketching ...let's not talk about my drawing skills. So for the first time, I can't believe it's not the end of the week. Usually it just happens. We are only half way. I wanted to be really serious and thank everyone from the bottom of my heart that prayed for me this week, because I had never so quickly emptied out my stomach in anxiety and fear and excitment as I did this week. And I don't know how to explain it, but whatever force shifted, did a beyond fabulous job. I had interviews galore and they went so so so unexpectedly well. Honestly, I didn't even know what to do but pray. What else are you supposed to do in those situations? When you go to this life changing interviews. A few posts back I wrote a post about being up late and 'dear mr gilks' and how I don't usually do well on interviews. Well I totally accomplished an interview with DVF, and it was so beyond warm, and Neil is suchh a fantastic guy. I really feel so genuinely happy. I would love to work for Diane. She has such a beautiful mind and a beautiful vision. I feel what I feed off most from her when she gave a lecture in the spring was her idea of being worn when that girl goes on a date, or gets a job interview. That's how I want my clothes to be. About happy stories. Funny because, the trip there was probably the craziest part. So these days I pretty much only get to go home to "touch up" *ps it is soo important to look decent, I think it's so disrespectful to your professors and your teachers to wear whatever, are you really that special?. Continued, it obviuosly runs over a little time wise, so I used to shoe polish I got from the dollar store, I didn't replace the shoe laces and as I was putting eye drops in the door bell rings, and there is my beautiful jacket from Korea to dress me up just in time to transform me before I go to the ball. So I walk to arnold and wait for the bus, but it's not there and it's already 30 minutes to the interview so I am thinking I could run back home, get my bike, destroy my shoes, but at least I would be there in 15 minutes. So I start walking back, and then the library route pulls up, so then I have to run back, get on the steps, and realize it wasn't my scad card in my pocket but my debit card. So then I have to begggg to get on the bus, and she's like "You know you aint supposed to get on here w/o yo ID" and I'm like yes.. I know and when she caves I tell her bless your heart and all that stuff because what else do you say. And so she didn't drop me off at the library but directly in front of york hall so I could be in time. So it just worked out. And seemed so somehow magical. Secondly, because of Andrea's chance encounter with Mr. Gunn once again, he suggested that I be in touch with a friend of his who was coming to be the new chair of fashion in January. So I told her what happened and we scheduled a meeting, and she is beyond divine. She is so wonderful. And she asked when I came in what made her former boss, Tim Gunn, suggest that I had a meeting with her. And I showed her my work and she was so so encouraging. The funny thing is about being an artist. You are around it so so soo much, you begin to easily doubt your talent, but in showing other people, there can be a great amount of confidence building. Neil couldn't believe I took the pictures of Samantha. He said I could be a stylist. It was so fun, and so nerve racking, and I had never edited my resume so many times in a few day time period. But it worked out well. And the best part is I am happy. On a more amusing note, it doesn't seem like Carmela will allow me to switch schools. She really was selling scad back at me again. I don't know.. I am so confused. I just want to do what is right for my career, and I can't help but think of all the people I am missing out on in New York. I want to be excited, I want to be electrocuted. I want to make it. We haven't done anything yet. ;)

So I guess I splurged a little and went to LuLu's with Ange when I got here. We were getting "dinner". So cute, everything is soo good. I think I had a cappuccino brownie? YUM. the bad news was our orders were paid for on the wrong cards. Oh well ;) Angie is a really good friend. So mature. So beautiful.

And not to mention the sam meister. ..I swear I went in saying I wouldn't get anything. I have got to learn to save.

Candy shopping before black swan. Sooo good by the way. It is very ideal. The ending is so perfect. Ehh I'm not really sure I thought 'trippy's' the word. I think all the imagery and metaphors were just fine.

3D class! I signed up for a class at boundary..but it changed to Alexander Hall. -Which is neat because who wants to return to boundary? Not I. ;)

So we had to play that "Exquisite Corpse" game where you each make something and don't know what it connects to but when you put them together they should mesh. This is what my group made! Haha it goes together so well! Like a gargoyle!

I FINALLY VISITED RAYCHOL'S/MAGGIE'S DORM!! I think there are paper cranes now.

...We were going to the dollar store.

lol I didn't get this from there.. I got it at Ross.. It was too cute, and gosh darn-it if I make one more mistake going to class. I swear I change my clothes so many times a day, might as well see what you look like.

Spa date. Ange is such a beyond inspiration. Talented, real, smart, quirky. It's kind of ridic. I'm so glad we have the same hair. ANYWAY ohhh my goshh this mask is so good. It helps with dark spots, moisturizing and everything sooo well. We kind of made it our own and threw it stuff...like eggs and oatmeal and avocado. Avocado is AMAZING for your hair. It will be like when you came out of your mommy. :)

And some quick sketches. I don't really know how much I like this class. It will definitely be challenging! Originally i wanted to take Apparel, but I wouldn't get a professor I wanted and I wanted a really good one. I think you shouldn't give yourself short. Drawing isn't exactly my strong point anyway. I should take a quarter to get better. As for taking 2 fashion classes again. I decided not to. It's way to hard for me. I know some people are so talented and can. I need to chance to develop better drawing habits. So to drawing! I have it at 8 pm... which is ok, because then your hw is done and you can go to lectures at 5 so it all works out! It's just really quite in the building at that time. But I guess it's the first week. I'll miss being in Eckburg for class every day, but I'm sure I'll make a way to be there quite a bit. I've been thinking about taking an accessories class, like sewing tech. Seriously, could you imagine sewing up bags and shoes? Intimidating slash fun! :)

I really like all my classes. Sketching seems like it will be the hardest one. I mean, we're drawing faces, *sweats*. I have about 4 out of 6 doneish, they're due Wednesday I think. 3D seems ok too! I presented my chapter today.. I figured might as well get it over with. Seriously, public speaking, and drawing never end here. But it is a good thing I suppose. Best of luck in your quarters/semesters! ...I'm applying to colleges again. with deadlines... oh no. :) anyway, cheers ;) TTYL CIAO

What do you think would happen, if you lost control.
And it would be more than alright.

This could have been the best week of my life.

Lord, make me a channel of thy peace;

that where there is hatred, I may bring love;

that where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness;

that where there is discord, I may bring harmony;

that where there is error, I may bring truth;

that where there is doubt, I may bring faith;

that where there is despair, I may bring hope;

that where there are shadows, I may bring light;

that where there is sadness, I may bring joy.

Lord, grant that I may seek rather to comfort than to be comforted;

to understand, than to be understood;

to love, than to be loved.

For it is by self-forgetting that one finds.

It is by forgiving that one is forgiven.

It is by dying that one awakens to eternal life.

I think there is some degree of hope most have that someone is looking at their stuff- blog, facebook, etc. Ha we want to know the stealthy seeking anyway. It might be a better thing that we don't know. And maybe no one looks at it at all... but I guess we hope anyway. Why else put yourself out there? Maybe we don't want to take over the world, but I'm sure most of us want to take over someone's mind.

I'M SO SCARED FOR SCHOOL TO START. I'M SO SCARED FOR SCHOOL TO START. WHAT IF MY SPIRAL SKETCHBOOK DOESN'T GET HERE ON TIME. HELP MAAIIIYYYY. ASLALSKDFJAKLSFJAFJAKSLDFJALSJFDASDJFSALKFJALSDJFLAKFA
...I've seriously never been so scared before.