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2 tomorrow. i'm pretty psyched, and pretty darn scared. the first one is at 10am and the second one is at 7.30pm. there is a gap. a gap for one hour of styling, two of drawing and one of communications. with no break. so i will have plenty to keep me occupied.
i'm always so afraid i'll go braindead during an interview. i have so much to say running through it in my head. customer service, link selling, open ended questions, current trends, how i relate myself to fashion... etc.
anyway i have lots of things to get done this week my ideas keep changing for my headpiece and my corsage. what to do.
black and gold is all i know so far but that is so popular in class. sigh.

we watched a marc jacobs dvd today in college, something to do with his collaborations with louis vuitton, and his own collections too. apparently he doesn't usually allow people documenting his creative ways in any form. but this one was an exception, i'm not sure why. but i enjoyed it. he smokes alot. and is a very good looking man. with alot of contacts/friends/followers. people like Demi Moore and Lil Kim. he drinks shots of rare fruit juices. and has a right eye called joeseph. he seems like a very admirable person, and looks after the people who work for him. he does not own a house or a car, his possesses only art and sculptures. which i think is odd, but in a way, kind of sad. he has nowhere to go after a long day at work. he has no fire to light. or no kettle to make a cup of tea in.



oddly like the richard avedon photo in one of my last posts...
:)

wish me luck, x

Ones best success comes after their greatest disappointments.

i sure hope you are right, Henry Ward Beecher. i am devastated. turns out that everyone showed up for registration yesterday and i am, not surprisingly, left unbelievably disappointed. again. i know it is not the end of the world, but when will it be my turn to be so happy at how well things are going for me. foolishly enough of me, i half expected to be accepted. i should have known better.
anyway, i have a list of places to call tomorrow to see if there are any places left in any of the courses they have that interest me. i feel as though i have to do something this year, apart from work. i cannot work again for another year, waste more money and more time. my brain will rot if i don't start using it properly. i keep saying i'm only a baby, but the truth is i am in the last of my teenage years. i am growing up. that excuse can't be used anymore. scarily enough.



we passed through phibsborough today and i noticed a bitchin' looking charity shop "aware" in the village. the AMOUNT of stuff on the rails was insane. can't wait to have a look around there as soon as i have some money to spend. i want to get a pair of ankle boots too. for the autumn/winter, which has pretty much hit us like a WWF champion. either black or tan, or grey even. maybe i'll come accross a nice cosy pair. and a (faux) FUR JACKET. for the third year in the row. FUCK. it doesn't really have to be vintage but i'd prefer a cheap one as opposed to one for €94 euro in River Island. camden let me down last year, not one without a hole in it. sigh.

i'm publishing this post now because i've no more to say. i know i mentioned that i wouldn't speak of any of my problems, but it's all i'm faced with these past few weeks.
night night, x