When as children we dare to dream

August 21 2009, 7:51pm

I always knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. Since I can remember I wanted to design clothes (apart from a short stint at 5, singing into the back end of the TV aeriel wire wanting to be pop star, but hey…..). I would watch Nana and Mum make and mend (we are talking the….ahem…..seventies here…..the late seventies though…..). I would draw outfits for my Mum, she still has the naive drawings I did when my sister and I used to play in the attic. I never thought for a moment that I wouldn’t or couldn’t do it. At school I was determined to follow my path, and only I had the map. My teachers didn’t get it. They said I should become one of them or work in a bank, wanting to design just didn’t register for them. The best part of being where you are is the journey you took to get there and for me, it has been quite a journey……..Days like today, I sit back and think back to my ten year old self, and I have to smile. I love my job, it gives me such a buzz to do what I do. There are days when the stress levels run rather high, but the good, no, the great days far outweigh any of them. So, Summer 2010 is taking over today. I have mood boards on the hall wall ……………

And it’s all gone mac tastic on the kitchen table. Even though everything I design I draw up first by hand….. still, old habits die hard.

Today, was a good………actually, today was a great day

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