Don’t cramp my style or the lack of it

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So another education passed. Eleven months went by like a breeze. Like I posted yesterday (Sunday) I passed the graphic design education in Helsinki Design School. The portfolio presentation was awful though. I had written on a paper on what to say and had it with me in front of the class. But then I panicked and it went like this. “Here’s what I’ve done and that’s thank you” I didn’t say anything about the projects so I didn’t get any feedback. Only what kind of graphic design I would want to do and that I should make more projects to my portfolio. The others were much better at their presentations. Even them who felt nervous before. I just don’t know what happened to me. I wanted to get out of the situation as quickly as possible like many times before. I was so nervous and felt uncomfortable because people were looking at me. I was so disappointed by my presentation but the other student’s work was so much better than mine so I felt ashamed for mine. It felt I had no skills whatsoever. Some of the students hadn’t done any graphic design before school. Since I didn’t get any decent feedback I don’t know what my strength is in design. I don’t know what they are and I guess no one else knows either. Maybe my style is boring and amateurish. What was the most disappointing thing in Helsinki Design School was not finding my style. I don’t know if I have potential or should I quit with design altogether. I will regret my portfolio presentation forever.

Maybe finding a style doesn’t happen in 11 months for everyone. I develope slowly in everything and might get old before I find anything. Or even worse, never. My goals for this education didn’t actually come true. I learned new things but if I can use that knowledge in a job is a different matter. There were times when I felt really excited to be in this school but now not so much. I knew I wouldn’t become friends with anyone and also that I wouldn’t get connections. Honestly, I think the whole school flatter themselves too much. Don’t get me wrong. The school is good to learn new things and the atmosphere in the class is good. But it doesn’t get you discovered by employers. One of my classmates did get an internship through a teacher who taught there but she was the lucky one. I didn’t get a job after I studied photography in the same school and I’m sure I won’t get one this time either. You won’t find any magic beans there. It only makes you feel abandoned.

This experience shouldn’t discourage me but it does. Why should I even need a certain style? I like to do different things or I would be bored. I know what my style isn’t. That’s the easy part. The problem with the assignment was we only got feedback and after that nothing else. If you work with a client, you get several comments and that way you can make your design better. But with a teacher, you don’t get that. In the end, it doesn’t matter what feedback you got during an education because that’s only one opinion. It’s really about what kind of work you want to do. I know one day what my style will be and it will change many times. I work with what I’ve got. You never really graduate in this life because there’s always something new to learn. Knowing that Helsinki Design School was just one journey that now has come to an end. What will happened next is a mystery.

Suit you, Sir

man in suit

Who can resist a man in a suit? A suit is some kind of uniform, isn’t it? Uniforms that are used in occupations are a bit of different thing. Those does nothing for me. Unless it’s in other circumstances but that’s another story. A man who knows how to dress is nice. When I see girls walking with their boyfriends with baggy pants, I think she’s not dating him for his style that’s for sure. If she did she would at least tell the guy how to dress. I wonder how men who can’t dress even gets dates. You can be as good-looking as you can but if you have no style, what’s the point going out at all. You don’t have to follow fashion and wear the latest trends but at least you should dress decently.

I’m a jeans and t-shirt kind of person. I wasn’t into men in suits before but as I got older, I learned to like it. Suits are not only worn at parties and other gatherings. It can be used daily. The best look on a man is in a suit without a tie and the shirt is undone. That makes my knees weak. It depends on the man though. If it’s someone I fancy, it’s more effective. Work uniforms are just something to show what kind of job they do. But a man in a suit, now that’s something that makes my day.

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You got style

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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Style Icon.”

Oh well not quite. I don’t have a style. I don’t follow fashion either. I wear what I feel comfortable in and that the colors match. Buying clothes has never been my favorite thing. Actually I hate shopping. “Can I help you?” is the worse thing I know. If I want help I ask for it. I don’t want the sales clerk to stand in my face. When I was younger I felt really uncomfortable if they came and asked if I wanted help. Now it’s easier. I haven’t bought clothes in a few years from a store. My mother and I had the same shoe size and clothes size. So when she died I inherited her clothes that I can wear.
I don’t buy clothes online either. A few T-shirts (Game of thrones) but that’s about it. I rather try the clothes before I buy them. If I buy any in the first place.

If I should have a style it would be sporty. I don’t wear skirts or tight clothes. I’m more of a jeans and T-shirt kind of person. Once a tomboy, always a tomboy. I’ve never been into girly stuff and I’ve never worn high heels. They’re too ugly for my taste. Besides walking in cosy sneakers is more comfortable. Especially when cycling and walking of course.

The idiom, clothes makes the man (women in my case) doesn’t apply to me. I don’t dress to impress. I dress the way I want, not what others are expecting me. I never go to special occasions or parties anyway. Even if I was invited I wouldn’t go. You’ll never see me in a dress and that’s a fact. That’s just not my style.