Busy, busy, busy...

Whoa, I'm so busy all of a sudden, sorry everyone who was expecting more posts from me, I'm currently very busy living...

I'm living the dream and I'm loving it. I'm on the runway again which is fantastic, I'm smiling when I walk in the streets and I'm listening to music again.

I finally have a heart again, I finally have a purpose that I could choose and I'm finally free.

Wish me good luck, my exams are around the corner...

Destiny, thoughts and happiness...

I don't follow my destiny, I make my destiny. The person that I am today has been shaped by the decisions that I have made and I will continue to change constantly to reach my potential. 

I have reached the point in my life right now that can seem confusing.  I have noticed that I can finally say that the world is my playground and mean it and that I can choose to do what I want and also choose to broaden my horizons. This is such an amazing feeling, knowing that I am once again the person that I was meant to be. 

I love knowing that I can meet a new person every day and connect with them on some level. I love knowing that every person that I meet and talk to somehow has an influence on my life. The more people I interact with, the more I learn and see the world from a broader perspective. 

Today it feels as if I won the happiness lottery. Everything that happens, happens for a reason and it all happened just so I can finally say, I am happy, I am  content, I am grateful, I am happy to be me. That was something that I could never say before, I was always searching for something else, something more, striving to be perfect.

I know now that being perfect isn't what matters, what matters is embracing the person that I am today and improving myself, not to be perfect, but to be better person.

A better person who loves more, cares more, discovers more and  gives more.

Can I really claim that this is a confusing time in my life?

That answer would be no, I am on a path of self discovery and I am loving it, I am shaping my destiny and my world one thought at a time...

I can be a tourist...

I went to the Empire State building!

I'm actually really afraid of heights and I dislike the cold, but the view was entirely worth it.
Plus knowing someone who can help you skip the four hour line is even better.

See, so I can be a tourist in Manhattan, but only if there are shortcuts...

Sunshine...

Within a week, my life has changed. So much so that I cannot even start to explain...

All that I do know is that everything happens for a reason, after tears there is joy and life is an amazing thing.
Some days I still want to cry, but not today. Today has been wonderful. I'm finally learning how to accept changes and how to live one day at a time.
This is probably the biggest lesson that life has taught me so far.

I am not the same person that I was a week ago and I'm okay with that. Life is unpredictable and people change constantly and change is probably one of the most painful things to go through, but it's also one of the best things to survive.

One step at a time, one sunrise at a time and a whole field of possibilities.

So bring on the sunshine, today is a new day!

Uh... It's suppose to be weekend?

I feel like banging my head against the keyboard, so much is happening at the moment, but nothing interesting enough to really write about. C'mon zombie apocalypse, where are you when a person needs some entertainment?

I have survived fashion week and market week, but I really have no idea if I will get through assignment week.  Writing a paper on a subject that only mildly interests me is worse than watching the Twilight Saga, standing in uncomfortable shoes the whole day and dealing with difficult clients all at the same time.

Needless to say, my weekend is going to be rather uneventful.
Here's to everyone else having a weekend!

Some days I just don't know...

What is beauty?  I would like to say beauty is unique. Then I watch a stupid reality TV program and everyone wants to have the same perfect body and no flaws and... They all look like barbies cast from the same mold in the end.

Other days I think that beauty is not even an external feature, but something more deep and lasting ( except those silicone implants, those things can even survive cremation, just so by the way) Any pretty girl with a horrid attitude will prove my point. 

Why am I even wondering what beauty is? Well the thing is, I don't always know. I don't know how I can determine what beauty is, when there are so many different perceptions.

I've seen so many women/girls, who are torn apart due to their physique.

Skinny girls are making their voices heard,by speaking up when someone says mean things about them, things they should not even have to tolerate.  (see my post making my skinny voice heard)  Actually the point that I'm trying to make is that people try to justify what pretty is NOT and they point fingers at individuals who don't deserve it. 

Now I would like to know: Does it make you feel pretty and beautiful when you point out someone's flaws and that which makes them so hideous? I don't understand the mean girls lifestyle. It doesn't make anyone happy. 

What about being happy? Isn't that part of being beautiful? Audrey Hepburn said that happy girls are the prettiest. Maybe the appeal lies within the happiness? (or rather being a well balanced individual, since no one wants to be with someone...who isn't)

And when balance is mentioned, apparently beauty is all about balance and proportions.

a balance between psychological factors and physical attractiveness, body proportions and the regularity of features. This is a mouthful, in other words, be nice, well groomed and live a healthy lifestyle.

I'm guessing that beauty is all about balance, but for me (excluding industry influences) beauty lies within the so called flaws and imperfections that make us who we are. 

I welcome my self back to my blog...and here's to 2012.

Sounds like bad stage directions, but there it is... I'm back...

My holiday in SA was awesome and now it's time to hit the books, the runways and studios to earn my keep...

New York decided to not welcome me back in the friendliest manner, the weather is miserable (or it could just be that I've set the SA standard and I'm now hoping that every day is a sunny one)

So the weather didn't give me a warm welcome, but the year is still young (and not the last one I hope)

Here's to a fabulous 2012!