How ecstatic I felt when the ball dropped!
2019, where do I begin? As someone who views the world with a half-full perspective, I always like to commence my entries with the positives.
Most important, I am grateful to write that my family is, overall, happy and healthy. We are dealing with loss but inevitable as people age. I enjoy watching my brothers navigate high school. They know what irks me, yet I see admirable leadership qualities in each of them. I do not doubt their potential and success and am excited for their futures. I am thankful to have remained close with my cousins as well. I also rekindled my love for running; slowly but surely, I found myself either on hidden paths or on the treadmill, pounding away every frustration and capsule of energy that refused to settle in my body. Dramatic? Yes, but I found that hours at a desk do not serve me any justice as I struggle to concentrate. I missed my attentiveness that came with ease as a restless but productive child. Growing up, I favored shorter bursts of “sprintdances” but want to train my body to enjoy for longer, slower journeys as I approach the start of my twenties in October. I know, scary!
Regarding my career, I took the leap from fashion editorial to analytics. I know . . . analytics. This seems monotonous and inconsistent with my disposition of experiences at the University of Delaware. However, this new path excites my inquisitive nature and upbeat energy. A chronic overthinker, I found this Achilles’ heel of mine to be an asset in this field, as I scrutinize bytes of information to answer multiple questions and explore an array of angles to a single problem. Now, I seek opportunities in merchandise planning and am drawn to the challenge of helping fashion companies sell, succeed, and surpass in today’s fractured retail climate. As a new generation of consumers take over, I hope for us to push retailers to prioritize sustainable and philanthropic initiatives in addition to adaptive fashions.
Wrapping up the year, I came to terms with my “type A” personality. I am learning to control quirks of mine that make me come across as aggressive, and though I pride myself in my go-getter attitude, I need to recognize different social settings and work on my present state of mind. Last year, I almost shunned those I care most about, as I felt the itch to throw myself into more projects. Funny enough, the most found memories I have from 2019 have little to no connection to fashion.
Before the craziness of spring semester, I hope to watch the Pink Floyd movie. I fell in love with classic rock in high school. I guess you can say that I identify with this eccentric tribe of music lovers. I am slowly acknowledging how I am one to gravitate toward counterculture groups, rather than follow the “in” crowd.
To be blunt, 2019 made me accept my weirdness, ha! Tribute bands, anyone?