Ciao~~ Haven't been blogging lately~~ Recently I've been really busy 'entertaining' 2 modules in 1 month. I did Alexander Mcqueen for my last assignment for Vpress and I absolutely LOVE the packaging I did...^^ Back to basic draping, the craziest module I've ever taken, its not the content that make it crazy, its the amount of time given which was crazy. Everything seems so rush and people are panicking because we haven't been taught how to sew collars, sleeves and the freaking whole Dress by ourselves! Seriously we could have done better with much more guidance... And here is my dress..not perfectly done but I tried my best sewing my first Ever Dress. The theme is based on the 60s btw~ Not really my era though...

Out of the topic~ My friend, Raina, is applying for a fashion course in an Australian university, RMIT, and if it approves her she can go almost immediately or after the diploma here. I envied her. Her parents never stopped/disapproved her going overseas and study fashion but for me is different. I hope my parents are ready to accept the fact that I live breathe eat fashion. I hope they understand fashion in my world. I hope they know clearly how much and how keen I am to go overseas and study fashion. They want to be confirmed by my results but the thing is, now the projects I do, the designing element/the concept part I got A and for the sewing skills/technical stuff I got B or lower. And the weightage of the designing element/the concept part is so minimal that grades are so badly affected. I find this super unfair... I've always thought that the designing element/the concept part is the most important, is it not? Yesterday I just told my parents that I want to build up my Italian language skills and I was surprised, they encouraged me! Then afterward they said...you can be a translator in the future! You can earn a lot of money! I was like..oh kay... I mean I'm not against being an Italian translator..but I know in their heart, anything that doesn't involve in me being a fashion designer will attract them and they will try and talk me into going into that field. I just do not want to be controlled by them... if you know what I meant.. Maybe someday I would flee to Paris and live my life and then write letters back to them....I seriously don't know.. Let's hope everything turns out fine...Ciao!