I am going to succeed because I am crazy enough to believe I can.


Hello dolls!

I have been back in Small Town USA as of Saturday night.  Getting to JFK was much more complex than LaGuardia, I will try to never fly there again.  My plane was so small and I had to take the train out of Penn Station to AirTram all alone, so that was nerve wrecking. I also didn’t know which terminal to go to, and unlike the Buffalo airport, that makes a big difference.  I had to walk to the proper terminal because I got off at a stop that didn’t link to Delta.  I had a heavy suitcase, multipurpose tote, and shopping bag -that I refused to check (that would be 25 dollars less shopping money).  Once you get past the transportation issues, I adored New York.

The whole time I was there I was contemplating whether I could see myself living there and I still haven’t come to a conclusion.. but I guess we’ll find out whether I will have the internship opportunity to by the end of the month.  I had 6 interviews with Coach and they all went really well!  I am hoping I get the Visual Merchandising, Fashion Merchandising, or Social Media Marketing ones the most.  One of the interviews was with Reed Krakoff, Coach’s luxury line, and I kind of fudged that one up.  I froze a little with the designer questions, because I prepared myself with Coach information.. not Chanel, Kate Spade, and Tory Burch.  Two of which happen to be huge competitors.  I don’t regret anything though.

I sat across from a pair of Christian Loubitons and I am fairly sure I was one of the youngest people in the room.  This was not necessarily a disadvantage though: because an Associate’s Degree at 18 tends of stand out.  There were 100-150 of us in a big room.  I was intimidated beyond belief, but I tried not to let it show.

One of the interviewers called me the perfect candidate, which made me feel much better.  I name dropped my store manager’s names, the Entrepreneurship project I did incorporating being a possible franchisee of Coach, and new promotional tactics I have been using in the store.  I should have made more copies of my resume to be honest, but I tried to make up for it by blabbing.

Once I left the job fair style interviews, I was so excited that I decided to visit the Webster Apartments a block a way.  My fashion professor recommended them and they were in such close proximity it seemed like a good idea.

They were nice.  I almost suffocated in the cement 10×10 room that would cost me more than 1 grand per month though.  It’s just ridiculous how little money buys you in the big city.

$1400 could rent me  3-4 bedroom house out here.

The common rooms, meal plan, theater, and library looked nice though.  It’s really safe and only for women which makes daddy feel better about the whole thing.  I am still keeping my options open of course, if anyone has any intern housing suggestions near Midtown/Chelsea.

NYU and FIT have dorms that are available.  I wouldn’t be able to visit them before determining where I am staying June-Aug since I’m home now, but I’ll have to deal with that.

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FIT College - small

 

I did not get the chance to tour FIT or LIM during my short time in the city, which is a shame.  I passed FIT buildings a few times, but the weather was crazy and one day LIM even had a snow day.  I was really busy with interviewing, shopping, and going to comedy shows anyways.

The apartment I rented was directly in the middle of Yuppie paradise.  I really liked it.  We were pretty close to everything and walked everywhere to try and burn off all of the gourmet cupcakes we ate.

 I could see myself doing it again, absolutely.

It’s the fact I would be doing it alone that scares me.  My sense of direction is pretty pathetic and I would only know a few people in the vicinity.  I love the diversity and opportunity though.  You need to take risks to get reward I suppose.

I was talking to the nicest lady on the flight back about all the big decisions I have to make.  She said that I give her hope for my generation.  That’s a lot of weight to carry, but hey I’ll take the title.

If she saw me at 1 in the morning before I flew out to NYC trying to decide what to wear for my interview, she might take that comment back though.  I was throwing clothes and had mixed messages going through my head about the impression I wanted to make.  Once I got the interviews, I realized that my red dress would have been fine.. but I played it safe and conservative.

I wore my little black A-line dress, large pearls, and leather quilted boots with black tights. I had light pink lipgloss on and my hair was down.  My sequin coat and sequin scarf were the furthest things from understated, but I left them in the coat room anyways.

My turquoise Coach Isabella popped so well with my outfit.  It was impressive.  After the interview I went back to the apartment and went a more casual route, because we were going to Times Square.

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Times Square is too touristy for me.  If it wasn’t for the 4 floor Forever 21 and Hello Kitty, I would probably never go back.

I don’t like the fact that it looks like day time at night in that area and that it is drowning in consumerism.

That may be an odd comment from someone that wants to break into the Fashion Industry, but there is more to life.  I bought a rainbow coat from the 1960s at a vintage store, but not because there was an abundance of tacky advertisements trying to suck me in… it was because I genuinely liked it.  And that’s the part of fashion I really like: when you can look at something and know that it SCREAMS you.  It represents you and you are proud to wear it.  How many Hollister Graphic Tees would you want to say that about?

Allison

Funny how a melody sounds like a memory


I need to reflect on everything that’s happened in the past week.  Instead of making another list of things to do or things that I have accomplished, I might as well publish it.  I made the executive decision to not return to Canisius.  I would be lying if I said that typing or thinking about it for too long doesn’t make tears well up in my eyes.

 It was the hardest decision I have made -ever.

I decided that fashion was too big a part of my life to leave behind and return to school yet again.  I came to the conclusion that I could not live with spending another $12,000 dollars for transfer credits.  I am no longer enrolled.  I am curled up in a ball on my couch in my floral jammie pants and a slight mess..

No, I’m not going on welfare and never leaving my house.  I refuse to give up on my plans although it feels like I may have at times.

I made the executive decision that might result in me being clinically insane and I am taking on a TWENTY-THREE Community College credit courseload, between Herkimer County Community College and Niagara County Community College.  I left behind my friends and moved back home.  I am fake smiling as often as possible, because I refuse to admit that a part of me seriously thinks it’s possible I made the wrong decision..

But I did what I was supposed to do.  I was mature and analyzed everything as best as I could and I refused to be Lauren Conrad on the Hills.  I would not sacrifice my “internship to paris” or my oppertunity for a boy, for a social life, etc.  I needed to take this plunge, and leave the past 15 weeks of my life behind.

I am finishing my Associate’s Degree in Fashion Merchandising and then hoping that FIT or LIM intervenes.  I got a job at Ann Taylor last week, and I had an interview at  BCBG today.  I have one at Coach later this week.  The fashion horizons are expanding, so why do I feel so miserable?

I just need to get over this hump.  I need to survive the awful feeling of loneliness  knowing I can’t cross the quad and be at my best friend’s dorm.  I have to realize that the screaming of my 3 year old brother in the living room bowling with a plastic ball and pins has replaced the similar sound of slutty spandex covered girls breaking their necks in impractical heels in the morning.  It’s not all bad.  I  have a queen sized bed.. that I have to share with my 10 year old sister. Instead of my great relatable roomate.. No, that’s not a good example. I have no drama? That’s a good thing.. I also have no life.

Well, it should come as no surprise if I am admitting that on cyberspace that I’ll be back at Canisius trying to keep my composure this weekend.  I am just visiting.  I don’t have the option of backing out now.  I am sure that if I went back to school I would be having regrets too. I keep getting e-mails from teachers filling me in on what I missed in class or have to make up, because they must not know I dropped out.. The 6 chapters and 3 papers I would have had due for Wednesday would have been a painful dose of reality after weeks of Netflix and web surfing, but I have to be honest. I want it back.

And with 23 credits you can bet anything that I will have it soon enough. But before it was worth it because I knew other people were enduring that hell and I was thriving even when I struggled.  Now, I have almost 50 year old parents, an orange cat, obnoxious siblings with their elementary through high school issues, and nobody to complain to, because I did this to myself.  

At the beginning of break I had started a count down to when I would return to school, is it too early to start one for when I can move out again?

The issue is it could be anywhere up to 7 months before that happens and not even a job at Kate Spade (the one I want the most, yet don’t have an interview for) could make me smile the way inside jokes with my best friends would.  I was warned.  I knew what I was signing up for, when I made the phone call and withdrew.  Why did I do it?

John, if you’re reading this I’m starting to think: you were right.

No april showers, just april flowers. {good news}


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Happy Easter to everyone celebrating today! I am thrilled to say I have received more than just a basket of candy on our Lord’s great day! And unlike many of the K-Mart shoppers that have turned Easter into Christmas, I’m not talking about a bike, a trampoline, or any material possession. I could go all mushy on you and I say I have received fabulous time with my family, but I have news that’s ALMOST even better…

SHAY MARIE FROM FASHION PARKWAY CONTACTED ME.

And to those that don’t know the wonderful CEO and Editor-in-chief of Fashion Parkway, go to http://www.fashionparkway.com and gush immediately.

She’s so well educated in the world of fashion and so amazing I don’t know where to start. I have followed her through twitter for a while (follow me at @preppylogic15) and noted that the online mag was accepting applications for new writers. I didn’t think the odds were in my favor, I didn’t think I had a shot at all, but I figured I should try.. after all it’s always worth a short!

AND THE SHOT WAS WORTH IT.

You are now reading a blog by the new writer of “The Business of Fashion” chapter of the site!

I really can’t express how thrilled I am.

It doesn’t even compare to how thrilled I was that the easter bunny was considerate and left me 100 calorie snacks in my basket this morning. Not even close.

I am going to e-mail Miss. Shay Marie after this blog entry, super quick because I have to get back to the family festivities downstairs. I just had to share this information with you, and tell you about some of the items I bought at the mall yesterday.

I was fortunate enough to find a peter pan lace collar necklace with rhinestones on it! $8 at forver 21 and it will definitely add sparkle and vintage class to any plain shirt I own.

I was feeling kinda lazy and had coupons so I also bought 2 pairs of Victoria’s Secret PINK yoga capris :). They also sparkle.

I bought a few more accessories and of course another pair of PURPLE J-crew shorts, but I was on a 3 hour time crunch and I am going to Carousel mall Tuesday for some more shopping with my sister, mom, and friend Caitlin. So I had to budget my money.. and all of this college talk is probably going to make that happen more than I’m used to, I really need to learn to adjust.

But, I’m being practical since I finally decided what I’m doing with my college career. It’ll be tough, maybe not the easiest.. but it will work. And I will be 18 with an associates degree, which is also pretty chill.

Okay! Have a fabulous un-diet worthy day preppies!

Allison