once upon a time, i had a dream to go into fashion, specifically fashion journalism. utterly inspired by glossy magazines and runway images, i believed i could take on the world of fashion, and journalism, and marketing, and social media.
when i started college, apathetic about every subject and major, i looked to the possibility of becoming the girl i always wanted to be, but never had the chance to explore - the girl who pursued fashion, and journalism, and marketing, and social media.
i joined, and became a board member, of the fashion organization on campus. i designed dresses for shows, wrote nearly daily for the Yale Daily News, and took a social media internship with a syndicated columnist. i did activities to build what would be a fairly substantial fashion resume. and while i somewhat regret the time i spent pursuing these endeavors instead of other ones, i don’t regret the experiences.
this year, for the first time in a really long time, i enjoyed studying. i looked forward to those extended hours that i could huddle in a library with my econ and stat books and just study. i wanted to learn every topic that my classes covered - not just the minimum needed to get a grade - but i wanted the depth of knowledge. i was thrilled when my classes overlapped, allowing me to merge theoretical and practical applications. i went to every office hour, every section, and certainly every lecture. it was hard - a consequence, i suppose, of choosing courses and a double major beyond my personal abilities.
and along with my increasing fascination with economics and statistics, my time spent on classes increased exponentially, and my time left over for those fun activities diminished. looking to next summer, and post-graduation, i doubt i will the fashion field. though it would be a fantastic experience, i think i may possibly have found my academic calling. maybe it’s my practical reasoning - true econ is more stable, but also journalism and writing seems hardly my calling. after all, i started this piece to say that i didn’t have to go into fashion to be fashionable and all this other random justification stuff, and instead i wrote about my obsession with my classes.