Birthday Blogger

Happy Birthday to me! Rather than skipping class, I decided to celebrate by learning. Cheesy, I know! Honestly, I'd rather save a skip day for when I really need it (like for a fashion show). Anyways, one of my professors brought up Newton's law of motion, and said, "To every action there is an equal and opposite reaction."

As much as I've heard this quote repeated throughout the years, I never really thought about how it relates to my personal life. Six years of college, and five different universities weren't exactly in my "four-year plan." However, I can honestly say that it was all by choice. Whatever I decided (action) had an equal and opposite reaction. It's refreshing to think about how much choice we actually have in our lives. I decided to exercise my power to choose, and the reaction was a six-year bachelor's degree. Some good news -- I can say with certainty that I will graduate this Spring! It has a nice ring to it, right? I finally have something to hold as constant in my life while everything else sort of falls into disarray.

Even though there isn't anything significant about turning 23, I feel as though I'm at a turning point in my life. I'm excited to move into a new chapter, but it's scary at the same time. In the next year I will be graduating school, searching for my first "real" job, and saying hello to all those student loans that have been awaiting the glorious day. I think Sallie Mae is more excited for me to graduate than I am! I'm half expecting a representative to show up at my ceremony and ask for a $50 payment.

Alongside school, I've been putting a lot of effort into this blog. I've been writing for almost two years now, and I still don't really know where I'm going with it. I don't want my posts to be meaningless, but I don't have time to be meaningful every day. Over the last few months, I've been supporting local fashion events -- some good, some bad. Since Seattle's fashion scene is fairly new, it's more about being seen than seeing. I was criticized for not loving the Neiman Marcus gala, however, I fear for the future of fashion if nobody speaks up. Chanel can't always be fabulous. Louis Vuitton has bunny ears gracing the runways. Who is going to ask "why?"

All of this reflection is part of turning one year older. I feel like the older I get, the more questions I have, yet fewer answers seem to be available. Ah, life's ambiguity.