Welcome to 2014

  To ring in the new year I lost my job. Awkward way to start a post (and a blog) I know but it needs to be said. I lost a job that I thought would be a stepping stone into the industry.

  Was it a job that I loved 100%? No. But the area I worked in housed names like Prada, Hermes, Louis Vuitton, Cartier, and the like. So one would only think that just by working in the area you're a step a head.

  Getting let go was shocking to say the least. I had only been working there a month and a half leaving my previous job to start fresh. I was meeting my sales goals, Arriving on time every shift, and becoming comfortable with my coworkers. Maybe I wasn't outgoing enough. Sure I didn't go to the unofficial Christmas party but that was only because I live almost two hours away and it was really late. And yeah maybe every time they asked me to go drinking I said no but there's only so many things a part-time worker can spend money; drinking is not a priority.

  Being the only black girl there I kind of thought I had a slick advantage. Sure there are black gentlemen but they won't fire me since I'm the only black girl. Boy was I wrong. We're going to be letting you go. We only have so much hours and our previously employed workers take priority. Nothing personal but look on the bright side, you'll be the first we call when we hire again come the spring season in four to five months.

  Four to five months? Really. They knew I quit my job to start this. They knew I left my cards on the table. But oh well I guess.

  The worst part was telling my mother. Though she means well she can be quite condescending and cold at times. I chose this field because I love it not because I assumed I'd be making millions straight out of college. I understand the building process of a career. I rather work a thousand jobs I don't love to get to my perfect career goal. I have aspirations! I want my job to take me around the world. I want to be able to give my family the things that I could never imagine ten years ago. But most of all I want to be happy... A career change will not do that for me. Going back to school for "Early childhood education" will not do that for me. If I go back to school it'll be for Graphic design, brushing up on my french, learning Spanish so i can talk to potential buyers around the world.

My dreams and my goals will not be tarnished by this minor set back.

  Dreams of a successful start up street-wear line. Dreams of wardrobe styling for movies and television. Personal styling for the rich and/or famous! I will not let my dreams slide because my support system isn't there. I refuse.

  I refused so much that I started apply furiously to jobs to fund my goals. I applied everywhere and within a night I got an interview. Full-time with benefits. Here's hoping I'm able to wow them during the interview.

  All things aside. Even though I'm stressed I'm treating this as a blessing in disguise who knows maybe if I stayed longer people would have started showing their true colours.

All that's left to say is : Welcome 2014 you came in with your guns blazing but I'm prepared to fight back.