creativity*

a very interesting word.

im starting my days as a fashion designer student. and it feels great!! and it feels right!!

the last few years, i’ve changed a lot. (yes, changes are normal when you are young), but this one really hit me. it moved me in a deepest way. i found what i want in life, i found my way and my purpose.

i used to wonder… why do i care about some sort of things other people dont? why some things feels different, why is that some things hurt so much and some other things makes me smile? and why people around me is not aware of them, or just seems not to care.

i think is different for every person, the proccess of self discovering. and is painful, and is confusing and only you know what you are going thru… but at the end of the way you feel proud, and you feel secure. because you now understand why life turned out to be the way it is, and you understand a lot of things about yourself. you feel good about yourself, flawless, fearless… better!

i went thru that proccess for about a year.

((talking about this, instantly brings up the “lady gaga issue” wich im gonna try not to talk much about… just gonna try))

so, i was saying… this proccess of change started last summer. i found myself “alone”, in many ways. i was dealing with some family problems, i had drop college and i had no clue about what i wanted to do with my life.

since i was a kid, i’ve always feel attracted by arts, from classical music & opera… to warhol & haute couture. arts are for me like my own “wonderland”. a world that has always been there, a world that doesnt judge me, a world that talks about the best things or the ugliest things in the most honest way, a world that has its own history. a world that is simple and complicated, beautiful and ugly, calm and caothic.

so, i was there. looking for “something else”. i started a research. it began in the most random way ever.

i had this party coming and i wanted to wear something special. i went online and started looking for some ideas. and what a happening it was!! i found hundreds and hundreds of blogs dedicated to fashion… look books, ego-blogs, etc, etc. and i got hooked with many of them.

i found reflected all the ideas i had about fashion and the limitless options when it comes to it, all the stories you can tell with the right clothing. it just amazed me.

and basically thats how it happened. one day i wasnt sure about anything. and the other i was drown in a sea full of free toughts. i found how people is embracing their own art, their self-consciusness. sometimes, when you look one of the most famous pictures in the world, you love it, but it might or might not be part of your daily life. sometimes we dont feel quite identified whit some works of art.

so, however… i found very attached to this new stream, a new way of expression.

art doesnt belongs only to museums, or galleries or music halls. art is everywhere. in sort kind of way each person is a piece of art… we create ourselves, everyday.

and all this came to me, and filled my spirit with a new hope, a new way to see the world.

and what i want to say is… that i found my way. i saw the light. i found the right people to look up to, (haha, not only gaga ok?) and i found my mission in life.

i want to give a message to the world. i want to be “someone” in a world full of “nobodies”. i want you to care. not about me, i want you to care about you. it doesnt matter if you are into arts, or fashion, or u wanna be a doctor. i want you to look deep down your heart, and ask if that thing is what defines you, if your dreams and goals shows the person you are now and the person you are willing to become in the future.

look deep, know yourself… there’s a whole world out there, but if you dont know what you are going to do to be part of it, you will find yourself lost.

and once that you are completly sure about who you are and what you want, embrace it, live it, eat it, breath it. a life without a passion is a life half lived.

what you’ve been told, forget about it. you dont have to be the way other people thinks you should. you are free. you were born free and you will die free. there’s nothing that you cannot do…. believe in it, believe in you.

we are just so many people, dont you feel sometimes totally lost in the crowd?? one more number in the statistics. fuck that!!

in 50 years i want to be remembered. if in a little way i changed how people see themselves and i helped others to realize that one single person has the power to change the world, then my work here would be done.

i want to shock them, i want to liberate them. i want them to realize that life is short, but is also beautiful. i want to create new things, things that everybody feels connected to, i want to bring back the time when music, and arts and passion where all the same, i want to celebrate life and in this party everyone is invited.

…so yea, creativity might be a funny word, but its the kind of word that keeps this thing called earth spinning!! and i believe in it.

i believe in so many things. i believe in fashion. i believe in sunsets. i believe in kissing. i believe in fairytales and i believe in monsters. i believe that human beings are troubled, but we are still worth it. i believe in you.