Sunday, October 12, 2014

Sunday Confession: Design

This week's prompt:

I can't for the life of me figure out why adults ask children what they want to be when they grow up.  Maybe because it is cute, maybe it is to start focusing them on some goal to work towards for their adulthood. 

Mine changed every year.  You could always tell when I had a teacher I liked because that year I wanted to be a teacher.  Other years I wanted to be a veterinarian, maybe one year even a nurse.  

But one summer, I decided I wanted to be a fashion designer.  

I spent hours on the back porch of our house, drinking kool-aid and drawing what I thought were glamorous fashions on paper.  I barely remember any of them, but I can't imagine what I thought glamorous was at the time... at I was a child during the early 90's.  

I don't know if any of those drawings still exist, but I'm hopeful they don't.  Fashion designer.  Good grief.  I can barely dress myself some days. 

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  1. I thought I wanted to be a fashion designer for a bit....but seeing that I loved all black and glitter hair in high school not sure I would have been a good one.

  2. LOL. I had a similar dreams at one point. I think I landed where I needed to be.