On the one hand it seems like I just arrived back home in Perth yesterday and on the other it seems like I never went overseas for 5 months at all and on the third hand (genetic mutation) it seems like I am still travelling because I don't have a regular timetable to ground my enthusiasm and find it difficult to say what I have planned the day after tomorrow. Another thing I wanted to write down was 'Oh I cannot BELIEVE that I am moving to Paris in less than 9 weeks, I mean it is so soon and even though I planned it and decided with my own brain to embark on another journey so soon after coming home I have kind of suprised myself with the realisation that Oh Gosh it is JUST SO SOON.' It terms of preparataion for living in a foreign cosmopolitan capital for a little while I have been researching and emailing various fashion houses in an attempt to get them interested in my skillz.
Junko Shimada would be totally awesome to work at with amazing textiles and designs and also wow shoes!
Damir Doma and his sweet menswear!
Yeah yeah yeah I hope with all my little heart that something fruitful perpetuates in the future. In terms of brushing up on my french I have been doing a little bit of revision in spare snippets of time like on my lunch break or whathaveyou and have realised that perhaps 50% of what I learned has been FORGOTTON.
In other news I went to the beach x2 this weekend with some close peers and despite the mega wind I had such a refreshing time. I never realise how much I miss the beach until I am there and a rush of yearnings and sadness comes to surface of my mind and I feel stupid for ignoring it and not acknowledging my hidden BEACH LUST.
