When I was a little girl I remember taking day trips to down town Atlanta to see my dad working, to go see plays etc. We always went over spaghetti junction on our way to the city. For those of you who are not familiar with Atlanta, or maybe call it something different, Its a point on the highway where all of these different highways cross over each other, like noodles on a plate of spaghetti. Many different highways, all leading in very different directions. It was easy to get lost here and not know which exit to take.
Well Readers, I'm stuck in traffic on spaghetti junction. No, I'm not in Atlanta, I'm actually many miles away. But nonetheless, I'm confused about which road to take in my life. I'm extremely happy with all that has happened over the past year, especially getting married! It's all been a blast but here I am now trying to figure out what comes next. With my husband, Fred doing his nursing training and myself enrolled in 3 different schools for three different things, Along with trying to start a family and work and trying to figure out where to live, I'm a bit overwhelmed. There's so many different roads to take- options galore!
So anyone out there reading this, Please mutter a quick prayer for my family as we try to navigate the next step! Two of my school programs will come to an end next month and the other in November, So I'm thinking of pursuing a degree in fashion when I'm done. Fred and I have also been trying to add a new addition to the family so please wish us luck! (and any advice is more than welcome!!) Lastly, we are talking about moving to NYC or either Atlanta, my home town. So lots of decisions to be made but I guess that's just the fun part of growing up! Updates soon to follow.
XOX
Liz
Thursday, January 30, 2014
Monday, January 27, 2014
To know where your going, one must know where you've come from.
I lived in a world of vivid colors. The ones I created with my Crayola Crayons and Markers. I held my first Bible when I was 8, Vouge. I haven't looked back since. When given my first Fashion Magazine by my older sister, I ripped out all the pages and made collages out of the outfits I liked. I designed ball gowns for Prom girls and the First Lady, Laura Bush.
Then High School hit. And it hit hard. The world of vivid colors suddenly turned to Chaos and Mania. Head spinning and colors fading, I slowly began to see the world in black and white. But then their was one thing that brought the color back into my world, one thing that I could control out of the mess. And that was my outfits. Every month I got a copy of InStyle Magazine and it would inspire me to make the world a prettier place. I knew that no matter what occurred in my life, I could still look and dress beautifully, and that alone is what kept me alive. I kept A Style Diary of every outfit I wore, and when old enough to drive, I would sneak off after school to go thrifting for luxurious finds. After being diagnosed as practically mad, I worked even harder to keep my clothes beautiful. It was all that was there for me when the world seemed to be falling apart. Little did I know that things would get much better....MUCH better...
I now am happily Married with one little furry child named Merlin and am starting my career as a fashion stylist. I always knew my love for fashion would get me somewhere, despite the discouragement I received from my first Fashion Design Professor. Please stay tuned for many more adventures.
XOX
Liz
Then High School hit. And it hit hard. The world of vivid colors suddenly turned to Chaos and Mania. Head spinning and colors fading, I slowly began to see the world in black and white. But then their was one thing that brought the color back into my world, one thing that I could control out of the mess. And that was my outfits. Every month I got a copy of InStyle Magazine and it would inspire me to make the world a prettier place. I knew that no matter what occurred in my life, I could still look and dress beautifully, and that alone is what kept me alive. I kept A Style Diary of every outfit I wore, and when old enough to drive, I would sneak off after school to go thrifting for luxurious finds. After being diagnosed as practically mad, I worked even harder to keep my clothes beautiful. It was all that was there for me when the world seemed to be falling apart. Little did I know that things would get much better....MUCH better...
I now am happily Married with one little furry child named Merlin and am starting my career as a fashion stylist. I always knew my love for fashion would get me somewhere, despite the discouragement I received from my first Fashion Design Professor. Please stay tuned for many more adventures.
XOX
Liz
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