Beginning

When I was three I wanted to be a zebra, yes I know it's silly and whenever my parents that story I always blush. At eight I wanted to be a vet, ten was whatever was on TV. And this last year or well two years I've wanted to be a graphic designer, corporate attorney, PR or advertiser, political debater, and finally a fashion stylist for a magazine. But not just any magazine but Vogue or Bazaar. Yes I have a really big dream and it might seem crazy. But I love fashion, looking at all the new styles coming out, what does and doesn't look good. Whenever I meet a new person I always look at their clothes first, then they're face, etc.

Some people aren't into the fashion and the looking good. They say, " Hey whatever's clean I'll wear." Then they move on with their lives. But then their are some people who have the worst sense of style I've ever seen or heard about. I've seen people with plaid shorts, a pok a dot shirt, and Converse. Not good......Anyway I know I want to live in a big city, and I don't mean Denver or Cincinnati. I mean New York City or Los Angeles. Those cities have everything, corporate skyscrapers, a lot of new people to meet, and it's a great place to work for fashion. Your probably guessing that I don't live in a big city. Well you're right I don't. I live in a small town in Colorado. So to many people here and else where, I'm trying for the high stakes. And I bet most of my friends think I'll never get there. But I know I will.