Faye is fashion risk taker?

Okay. I may have talked a lot about life, problems, issues, opinions on serious matter, et cetera. But I think Fashion is a serious matter too. Only the risk takers makes a statement, word on word with the beauty of every lining, every color, every mix and match. It tells a story, a beginning or a ending. Before I'd go further in this discussion lol. I would want to tell you a trivia about me.

The suppose trivia: Before ever becoming a third year serious-in-graduating IT student, I have a lot of courses in mind. Art has been always a part of my heart, my inspirations, and many more. Even it means literary, modern, et cetera. Here's some list that I wanted to take:

1. Fashion Designer
2. Interior Designer
3. Fine Arts
4. Culinary Arts
5. Mass Communication
6. Criminology (To go CSI or something)
7. HRM (Especially in bar-tendering)
8. Film Director

And I actually think there is more. But I only remember the other from time to time.

Back to my discussion, I am a frustrated girl who wants to wear clothes that she actually thought about. And I tell you pretty make cute outfits in my mind, if I'm going to count them all maybe I have made 5 years all-seasoned collections (Also stereotype ones). But none alas, maybe 2 to 5 outfits have only came true. So for a girl like me? I throw my frustrations in Polyvore & Looklet.

Some of my work:

Note: Made the set, and also added the design so that it will look like from a magazine

I even have clothes for this kind of event, this kind of day, Oh! and mostly it's go-to-school-so-unique-but-still-on-the-school-code designs. (Excuse me for the next bias comments but this is my blog so..) Aren't I good enough? I can actually be like one of those in magazine editors, et cetera.

Just now I need a fucking fairy to grant my fashion wishes.

So what really changed?

I bet you don't know what I am doing know, but you know what I have shared. Somewhat you know I have a lot of issues, it's like I'm going menopausal, but the thing is it's just like still growing. I do not know what the deal is, and I am trying to figure out. But let me tell you, something really changed.

Let's say; Mom enters, and start shitting about you always fed up in the internet. If I was still the immature she-doesn't-act-that-she-doesn't-know girl? I could've just shut up and that would be my life. But reality came (Oh by the way, I am not saying you'll be like me, but somewhat in the same page) and I began to question. So what If I am fed up with the internet, and why do I have no right? I study, do the chores. What else do you want? At least I am not making havoc in some place (i.e. in bed) or playing bitch with snotty friends down at the Starbucks that we have to drive about one city just to get there because it's where the cool kids are.

Can't they see, I have been more of a real and acceptable person than the one trying hard getting a life? I make my life, I do not have to fit with anyone to gain it. Tho it may not be obvious, I am proud of myself. Sometimes my life is hard because I try not to be beat down, but when life does. I just do my best to get the fuck back up and say, "Hey that's life, right? You only live once and mistakes are forever going to be burden.At least we die to forget it."

Sharing this to many kids out there that is certain following some quo, please don't. Been there, I laugh about it now. But we all go through it right? That's what I love about life, the irony.

It's a School Code

It's a School Code by killhailmary featuring a crepe skirt

Sometime I actually think If I become rich enough to build a school, I will. But of course, my frustration on having to wear "not-so-cool" uniform inspired me to do this uniform for my so-called school. I know I would die to enter a school with cute uniforms like this tho.