I always thought I would grow old in this industry. I thought that my career would be not without fabrics, sewing machines, denim washes, garment labels, pantone colors, moodboards. But here I am today, handing over my resignation letter, half-hearing that tiny voice in my head saying, The f--- are you doing????!!! It took me several hours before I finally hit the send button on my email -- that one click that sealed my fate for good.
One last look
After college, I was so sure I'd get into an advertising agency and become Art Director or something like that someday. I ended up in a local fashion retail company drawing jeans, skirts, tshirts and making mock-ups of labels and packaging materials.
Now don't get me started on what I was sure of when I got married.
You see, my life -- there was always something I was sure of, but it never usually turned out that way.
So today, as I close this door, I challenge life to open a new door for me and take me to where it wants to. I will receive with open arms what the universe will bring to me. I will decide to be happy and spread happiness wherever I can. Farewell, old self. Hello, new me.