The long Quest

What are you gonna be when you grow up? What is your dream?
Bet you all know what I'm talking about...well my biggest concern is: at what age are you supposed to be considered "grown up"? I guess there is no right or wrong answer, but the end of the year is around the corner and I am thinking of my "resolutions" for the new one. I am still trying to figure out what I need to do to chase a career in Fashion; actually wondering whether it's worth it.
Over the past 7 months I worked at a pretty famous fashion group in London (guess I could say which one, but I'd rather not)where I started as an intern. I figured there is no easy way to get into this kind of company unless you know X who talked about you to Y who finally managed to recommend you to Z...
So my motto has been "Keep the faith. Don't let nobody take you down!"(thanx MJ). I did my best, I've been flexible, enthusiastic, brought initiative...
The result? Contract extension on 18K a year despite my corporate background and my masters...mmmm....some flaws in the system? Yes indeed I reckon that something is wrong with the company culture: they don't like brains? What is it with the under-investment in human capital? Are people so eager to work in fashion that they think they are making you a favour by letting you in this "secret world" and that you should be grateful no matter what the conditions?
Well I can say I work in fashion, but I cannot afford fashion anymore: so what is the trade-off? I think it is a very long quest to get up there and I ain't sure it is worth it...I'd rather be able to afford the beautiful shoes I've seen yesterday and keep on using fashion as my favourite mean of expression.

Converse Mania

Mmmm....for all those who ever thought Converse shoes were outdated and reserved to Marty McFly: here is the good news! Converse are very "IN" in London!
Indeed I have never seen so many different models as here: the high boots, the very low trainer, the Jack Purcell, the sequins, the stylish converse with the smart branded blazer for the business people,...
I guess this is good news for all of us Converse fans: we love them because they are comfortable and because they won't hurt our poor feet who need to walk down the London streets all day and now we can adore them because YES we might wear them in the workplace!!!!So thank you ,thank you, thank you!
I won't give up my Jimmy Choos, but sometimes I have to admit it is such a good feeling to wear basic trainers!

Drizzle on a Sunday morning

10 am, Starbucks . How I missed that: sipping your latte and staring at SB customers! I've moved to London for a week and as corny as this may sound I just love the coffee shop culture. Good service is guaranteed, good music and comfy sofa always available....and the show just begins.
"Hey baby, what's up? What do you mean where did I spend the night?! Told you I was at Mark's....what?...why are you getting so upset?....look I am really not in the mood alright? I'll see you later...yeah that's it.." ...oh Christ...

and at the other table two cute old Japanese ladies, tourists for sure as one of them is deeply absorbed in her London A to Z. They both wear Burberry trench coats, but have Nike shoes on their feet: I'm not sure the day is optimal for a long walk though...
They don't speak a word to each other, but they stare at each other's eyes as they bite their raisin scone slice which is drowning under strawberry jam. No reaction on their face, but a long chew suggests a curiosity in the bread taste;)

and at this table just me and my "Inner life of Martin Frost". Paul Auster always sets me in the right mood, like anything is possible in your life and anything may happen: you just need to believe it and be curious. I love the way Martin and Claire are falling in love, so spontaneous and unpredictable...
Walking back home I just think about this, my blog, sharing my thoughts and tiny adventures...