In life everyone has a dream or two. I am not speaking of the ones we experience subconsciously or while we are sleeping. Many of us start dreaming from a tender age; discovery ways to achieve these dreams, goals and aspirations is a journey all by itself. This journey takes an incredibly amount of determination and discipline. We often dream about a direction that we want to take in life; having a passion for what we dream about is extremely important. This gives us the drive to endure the journey in the midst of the hindrances faced. I have dreamt numerous things while growing up. Most of my dreams were influenced by my environment as well as things that I found pleasure doing. I was often confused by the variety of professions I came in contact with. During my teenage years I found myself in the spotlight for the way I carried myself physically, that is, the way I dressed. People would approach me saying how much they admired my fashion. This brought me great joy inside and out; it also influenced me to uphold that standard in my dressing knowing that I was now being watched through a microscope. I have to say that “dressing up” was a hobby of mine. I felt like a princess in each garment I tried on; it’s like the world became a better place. When I stepped in those garments, I became someone else and I could be anyone I wanted to be. I would get butterflies in my stomach whenever I heard the bell ring each day for the dismissal of school. Whenever I got home, you could find me in the closet picking out clothes and getting dressed even when I knew I wasn’t going anywhere. I just wanted to know how certain pieces coordinated with each other and how I looked in them as well as to experience that magical feeling each time I tried on something new. Every night I would put together countless outfits until I was called upon by “mum”.
When I was asked, “What do you