Where to begin..

Some may say that Fashion Design school is basically the same as that highschool arts class you skipped every day and still managed an A+.  Well it is far from it! Dont take me wrong, I wouldnt trade my school for anything.  But as I am nearing the end of this fall semester I am finding myself having to use every ounce of my will power to follow through.  "Just keep your eye on the prize" is something I hear way too much.  But it is true! Although my ideal "prize" may be a big house on top of a hill with cute animals, expensive cars, and a husband that has washboard abs and never-thinning hair, I gotta get real here.  I am a 20 year old single female who spends her time sewing, seam ripping, studying, more seam ripping, and squeezing in the occasional meal when I can.  There is no such "prize" in my near future.  Is it twisted that I love it all?  As contradictory as it sounds, I enjoy the late nights full of stressing and frustration because every once in awhile something spectacular comes out of it.  Everyone finds their "thing" in fashion school.  For awhile I was questioning if I even had a thing; and other times lying to myself and saying that I was just good at it all.  Well here it is, my thing; SWIMWEAR! woo! I am sure no one else finds this thrilling but I sure do.  Mastering the elastic application and stretch stitch is such a reward for me.  Not many things can get me laughing out loud, by myself like a psychopath.  Swimwear sure does.  Just a heads up, I am creating a swimwear line for a year-end fashion show and there will be more to come!