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Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
Paris Recap:
Dear Diary,
Paris went by so far and after almost two weeks I am still not able to get a hold on what a journey this was.
The most suitable word I can think of, which might describe it the best, is the word “Growth”.
The reason why I chose this particular one is probably because during those three weeks I went through ups and downs, struggled with rejection and disappointment, disappointment not just in me but also in people closest.
More the less I started to accept myself for who I am, instead of trying to fit into something or somewhere I shouldn’t. It is still an ongoing process and I am not the only one struggling.
Through Fashion week I discovered that I am not alone. Once I opened up to other girls, who I just met by the way, but felt comfortable around to share my thoughts, the more I realized we are all in the same boat.
Every single person has their own fights and the more we normalizing the fact that it is okay to not be okay, to be allowed to be imperfect and asked for help, the more we become ourselves.
I am so glad I was able to speak about my struggles, to get the advice needed.
More incredible was, the people I talked with, started to let me be part of their struggle as well. We began to help one another.
Honestly, mentally Fashion week is just a mess. You go from places to places and most of the time it is just a hi/bye kind of conversation. They don’t have the time to actually have conversations nor to give feedback. You are stuck with your own judgement which leads to resentment. You keep asking yourself question like: Was I good enough? Did they liked me? Was my walk good? Instead of being proud of how far you have come, enjoying the moment and being yourself. You shouldn’t care what they think, the only thing that should matters is to be proud.
You actually got to meet those incredible people in person, from stylist to designer, you did your best and what happens next is out of your hands. Enjoy the journey and just live in the moment. Easier said than done but once you get the hang of it, it feels incredible.
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