The only thing that keeps me going when I am stuck or depressed or feeling so damn low, and wanting to get everything done like a snap was WORKING
When I work, or at least sat down on my table with a piece of paper and a pencil or charcoal I feel better
Somehow I feel in a world, where I myself proud of me of what I can make, of my ideas and I feel safer somehow not to share it to anyone else.
That's definitely not okay.
In my world in order to make a money you gotta get out there and make friends lots of friends not a hi bye friends, and you gotta be friendly, be cool, be up to date about every hot topics in town, you gotta know how to make a heavy conversation how to keep people pay attention at you and the list goes on and on.
But not me. I can't do that,Last week I was torn when I was told in order to sell my clothings I have to less care about the design, and start do some easy selling, and I was like, really? Can't I just surrounded by my world, like a 4 walls room where every corner of it my ideas, my inspiration, my color palette, my silhouette was all hang on the wall. Only mine mine mine, not contaminated by other people thought other people touching up this and that.
After a long thought, a good sleep, and a sleepless night followed, I have decided, what the hell. I'm just gonna do what the hell I want. I'm gonna make a dress that I can smile by looking at it, and it does feel good to make someone feel confident and brings out her beauty by wearing a piece of work that I've made rather than big cash for some trashy "it" look, that guarantee will sold out at 100pcs or more as long as it was the "it" look, cheap fabric, peanuts pattern.
Well buddy, nothing feels better when you start something and you finished it, and you enjoy every second of making it happened. It going to happened to me all the time, and I'm gonna be rich by it.
Be rich, and married! Soon, I will!
Love, +tsl
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