Coming Down To The Real of Fashion


Well, there’s only 26 days left until the 34th annual fashion show at GCC titled “Fata Morgana.” I honestly can’t wait to say i’ve completed everything for my scene (and put everything I’ve done into my resume) because so much has happened during the process of producing this show. From losing team mates all the way down the line, to almost not having a scene. In the end, when you show you have strived to get where you are and have the passion for what you do, it is inevitable for it to happen. I believe the hardest thing for me during this time was trying to stay consistent with believing in myself, because as soon as I took four steps forward something always pushed me two steps back.

Everything in the month of January seemed like fun and games, but it really wasn’t. I had a group set in stone and thought that they were behind me all the way, but then each person bailed out on me without any reason. I came to the realization what did they do anyway, after all I was the one who put everything together. I just had to keep on moving forward, because I couldn’t let that stop me. However, at the same time I wondered “what do I do now?” That original plan I had was no longer in effect. I let February completely pass me by, and then I officially got “plan B” in order. Now “plan B” consists of getting my foundation for my scene. Doing rehearsals with fourteen lovely models, contacting my hair stylist/makeup artist, and most importantly working with a team of people that I know for a fact won’t bail out on me, and that know me the best, my roommates.That ran smoothly, but I went to class and proposed my scene once more thinking that everything was going to go as planned, but then I found out I was unable to receive money to produce my scene because we are unable to order items online and return them. Finding that out pushed me back down, and I had to find a way to earn two-hundred dollars before the end of spring break in order to pay for the merchandise in my scene. I didn’t let that stop me though, I decided to produce my own scene, and earn my own budget money. By early March I was able to go home for break, and scrapped together every penny I could from everybody I knew .Finally something went according to plan. Now break is over, and I returned  feeling good about myself and my scene, but I overslept and missed my third production class. From there, everything crumbled, a colleague came to me and told me that my scene had been cut. I didn’t know how to react; I was angry, sensitive, and in that moment I thought everything was over. I thought things through and said to myself, “well at least i’m still project manager for back of the house.” I went to class that next Wednesday and got put on the spot to explain why I deserved to get my scene back. I was thinking to myself about what I could say, and nothing came to mind. Then my name was called and I was standing in front of the room and I was looking at everybody who wants and understands what I want to do for a living, and then it naturally flowed out of me. I had everybody shaking their heads agreeing with everything that I had to say.Then I heard the best news, “DJ, you have your scene back!” From there on out, everything has been going smoothly.

The moral of my story for fashion is to never give up on something that you believe in. Fashion is truly something I believe in, and i will never take it for granted.

This blog was contributed by Fashion Merchandising Student DJ Simmons.

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