As this look was quite much adored by all of you, I wore it to my admission for Fashion Design at ArtEZ Arnhem, a Dutch Academy of Arts. Unluckily I didn’t get through the admission, as they thought I was too young and not ’developed’ enough. I couldn’t prove otherwise, cause their first look at my work determined the rest. Too bad they worked that way.
It was really bad they only looked at the number of my age. “17 in a month? So you’re only 16 right now?”. You know, in that way. They didn’t even think of me being possibly more mature than others of my age. I lost my mother at the age of 13, the time you actually really start developing, and then suddenly you are alone, wihout a mother supporting you. Everything I do, I do it on my own, I’m so independant, but they only see the number 16.
First I got quite emotional, but after an hour I just thought “So what, life goes on and I only get better by the day”. I didn’t post last night because I just wanted to watch television and have nothing to do with fashion for one night.
Edit, 22:02: There are only 44 places by the way, 2 classes in total. So out of the 800 applies, there isn’t a big chance you get in.
Dress: Customized vintage
Cardigan: Second-hand
Floral tights: Trasparenze
Jewelry: Self-made, old stuff, vintage
Shoes: Kenneth Cole
