All My Life, I Wanted to be a Dress Designer...and I am a Male

After many years of being asked what I wanted to be when I grew up and after many of my responses, all of which were different whether it was a doctor or a teacher maybe even a firefighter; I finally know what's right for me. Growing up it was easy for me to just say I wanted to be a scientist or a police officer, but high school was when reality struck my mind and I realized I didn't want to be any of the things I said when I was like ten. I wasn't exactly interested in any of those subjects, although I was doing good in most of my classes I wasn’t sure what I wanted to be and I didn’t think about it either. I enjoyed writing for all my classes, even if it was just plotting notes down on a piece of paper or I’d rejoiced in writing essays about

Whenever people ask me what I want to do in life, I always brace myself for the confused stares I know I will be receiving as soon as I reveal my goal to them. I want to own my own nail polish company. This aspiration as often seen as not only an obscure one, but also one of muted ambition. People are generally confused sheerly by how niche it is. Nevertheless, I feel that I have been preparing for this throughout my whole high school career in regards to my extracurricular. Having six art credits under my belt is often regarded as excessive by my peers in a school like my own, but I firmly believe it is the most conducive route I could have chosen for my future in regards to my secondary education.

My parents would always force me to study, so therefore, I would always study hard and try to finish my daily chores as soon as possible so I can find time to squeeze in art. My parents always expected me to receive high grades, so as they wished, I gradually stopped doing art and focused more on studying throughout my school years. However, my passion for art never decreased, but had to be hidden deep inside my heart. I always had to convince myself that art was something I could do as a hobby and there was something more important that I needed to focus on for a brighter future, however, I was

Hannah Dever’s dreams of opening her own florist shop was inspired by a teacher. “Mrs. Fristch has really inspired me to become a florist.” She explained. Some of them just develop a high passion for things early in life. Katie Creech, who plans to become an art therapist or a tattoo artist said “I’ve always loved art and helping people so I figured why not put the two together. But then again tattoos have become a passion of mine.” In choosing the right career to pursue it should always be one in which they’ll enjoy. They should want to go in and work, not feel that they have to only because they need the

Ever since I was little my dream was to own a fashion brand. I have always been fascinated by fabrics, designs and outfits. As soon as I left high school I interned at a fashion house for three months and then my fashion dreams skyrocketed into something most times I cannot even fathom. For me, fashion and styling has been something I have always done with so much passion and happiness for the past four years. I have styled so many people for red carpet events and created outfits for them as well. Also writing reviews for online magazines. Styling and constructing my designs into wearable pieces for me, is fun. I see an outfit or a fabric and in my subconscious mind I am already thinking of what to create out of it. This came naturally for

For as long as I can remember, I have loved creating art. At a restaurant with my family, I would eat only until I had finished my drawing with the crayons the waiter gave us to go with the large, paper table cloth. To me, it was an amazing canvas of potential princesses, fairies, mermaids, dragons, and castles. Through the years, my love for art has only gotten stronger. It is for this reason that I hope to pursue graphic design in college, so that eventually I can get hired to design book covers, movie posters, song album covers, or something of that sort. Many people fail to understand the artistic ability that is helpful in the field of graphic design. Part

The halls were filled with scrambling teenagers, backpacks were shuffled across the floor, pages were being flipped back and forth, and the casual “Welcome to ____!” from teachers. The desks were rickety, the chairs were uncomfortable, the cluster of chattering from unfamiliar faces, along with the summer heat emitted from the walls. It was freshman year, it was high school. Often, I, and many others imagined, was asked by several family members and teachers growing up, “What do you want to be when you get older?” It varied. A princess. Police Officer. Nurse. Astronaut. Marine Biologist. Military Service Woman. Mechanic. Carpenter. Zoologist. Musician. Doctor. Teacher. At one point, I even wanted to be a mom. It was as if a new future was

She pointed out all of the flaws she saw and forcibly taught me how to fix them. Though she only had good intentions, I took everything to heart and started to believe that my art wasn’t really any good at all. I stopped drawing as much as I used to, and shifted my focus on another interest -- fashion. I read about it, watched videos about it, and even played games about it. It wasn’t until after awhile that I decided to draw it. For the first time in a billion years, I picked up a pencil to draw for fun; I sketched out a design I liked, and didn’t stop until I was satisfied. I continued making sketches like these as often as I could, and realized how much I actually enjoyed this combination -- drawing and fashion. The hostility that I’d slowly begun to develop for art was immediately ameliorated by that one discovery. I no longer drew to fish for compliments, and didn’t focus solely on satisfying my art teacher. I drew because art interested me, and I loved what I could create with just a pencil and a sheet of

“I love it!” my mother exclaimed. My mom would usually say that she would “love” my artwork. However this time it was different, she knew what it was. She really did, pure happiness filled me. The time I spent drawing seemed to have paid off; in my heart, I knew this is something I will do for the rest of my life.

At a point in every person’s childhood they have been asked the question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Some children stare blankly, as if the inquirer had asked them what the cubed root of 4,096 was; while other children have a more brazen response retorting, “How am I supposed to know? I’m eight.” Nevertheless, there are children who, unperturbed by the question, confidently assert the occupation they dream of doing. When I was asked this question, I responded with only a short, definite statement: anything but a doctor. Until I was around eleven this statement remained true, but in the past five years my career aspirations have evolved. The connection between the different professions has been that every occupation pertains to medicine. I am intrigued by medicine because the

As a little girl I never would have thought I would even consider studying fashion in college. It was already registered in my brain that I would study medicine, law or engineering, but as I got older I began to develop a liking for fashion. I began reading fashion magazines, paying attention to what people wore, discovered the fashion channel, where designers would display their latest collection. My favorite designer was always, Betsey Johnson for her showcases of colorful and unusual designs. It was like a whole new world that I had never come across.

    Once upon a time, there was a girl; petite, filled to the brim with dreams and aspirations, but struggled to find the one dream she wished to follow. She tried many things: math and science- no good, only headaches and frustration;  baking and pastry arts- no good, she just could not for the life of her figure out how to properly make macarons or how to craft a  lemon meringue;  music- no good, playing the flute made the ruthless music world even harder for her to adventure into. This little girl was dumbfounded, if not music, if not art, then what? Well, the little girl had forgotten about one thing. The very thing she had been doing since the first grade; sewing. Here she is, after years of making her own clothing, helping costume shows, and designing costumes herself, finally applying to (INSERT COLLEGE HERE) and following the right path, the path she was destined to take all along.

From a young age I’ve always known I wanted to peruse a creative career. My mother is an Interior Designer with her own business so I grew up around artistically driven minds. My parents always encouraged art education in my sister and I’s life, we spent our childhood wondering around art galleries and museums. Through these experiences, I gained a greater appreciation for art and creativity. My dream career and life goal is to be a creative design director for a magazine publication.

"Well I was a teacher. I loved kids, and I hoped to have my own one day. I taught a second-grade class, and they were the sweetest kids. My husband was a computer scientist, and I got really interested in that. But, I realized that we are in the 22nd century, and those types of jobs are probably non-existent."

The fashion design career, has recently emerged as one of the most popular and competitive among young people. Those who actually succeed in design have a very individualistic personal style and don’t follow trends set by others. Having fashion design as your profession sometimes allows you to meet glamorous people. It can also put you in charge of what is in and out when it comes to clothing through ramp shows and fashion write-ups. Most designers have a great social status, and are accepted by everyone. However, There are many aspects which may or may not help you choose it as your career.