Although the post of this title emphasizes the library, there was much more to my day before discovering the gem of a resource. So i'll get into the "other" events first. Rising early again today, after another late night, was actually a little bit easier. Could it have been the utter excitement of picking up my room fan, so I don't have to feel as if i'm inside a volcano? Maybe. Or could it have been the idea that I am in New York City, doing what i've always wanted to do; and why in the world would I sleep in when I could be doing about 10 million other things. The truest answer, is probably a blend of the two, but mostly the latter. I picked up my extra items (again I know) from my fathers work site, and then made a beeline for some coffee before I headed into another session of orientation lectures. Today, the lectures were not boring, actually, quite the opposite. I heard real advice from teachers and students, and participated in a question-judgement activity that really had an impact on the way I think and feel. I got to meet the student council members, which I may be joining this spring. I found out about a leadership retreat that is actually free. I think the best part was meeting so many more new people and discovering all of the opportunities available to me.
Then I went to the library.
Oh my. Every issue of Vogue. Hundreds of fashion publications. Look-books. Reference books in fashion, architecture, art, sculpture and figure. History. They had EVERYTHING, there, at my fingertips. Do you know how much a year subscription of WWD is? 100 DOLLARS - BUT I GET IT FREE AT FIT. Three levels of pure loveliness that I need to explore and discover. So of coarse I checked out a book, Sex and the Suit. Very excited to get started on that. Sexuality and its close knit connection with clothes has always been a fascinating subject to me. Although I could probably write pages and pages about the library and books and clothes, alas, we must move on.
Later in the day I went to the bingo Luau party in the dining hall. I have never seen such fierce, cut throat bingo. Then there was a dance competition, and my fabulous friend made it into the finals, by getting up on the tables. Yes of coarse I was in the competition, and possibly on the tables. I volunteered and put that hula skirt on with pride, and then shook-it in front of hundreds of my peers, no big deal right? After the luau, I headed to my new friends dorm where about 13 girls were just talking. Topics ranging from ethnicity to fashion and from resumes to models. Talking to people here is almost a relief for me, at home, many didn't know or didn't care what I was talking about when I would delve into fashion culture language. Here, those conversations are a must, and I am happily wrapped up in fashion culture. Another day of success. Goodnight New York.
Then I went to the library.
Oh my. Every issue of Vogue. Hundreds of fashion publications. Look-books. Reference books in fashion, architecture, art, sculpture and figure. History. They had EVERYTHING, there, at my fingertips. Do you know how much a year subscription of WWD is? 100 DOLLARS - BUT I GET IT FREE AT FIT. Three levels of pure loveliness that I need to explore and discover. So of coarse I checked out a book, Sex and the Suit. Very excited to get started on that. Sexuality and its close knit connection with clothes has always been a fascinating subject to me. Although I could probably write pages and pages about the library and books and clothes, alas, we must move on.
Later in the day I went to the bingo Luau party in the dining hall. I have never seen such fierce, cut throat bingo. Then there was a dance competition, and my fabulous friend made it into the finals, by getting up on the tables. Yes of coarse I was in the competition, and possibly on the tables. I volunteered and put that hula skirt on with pride, and then shook-it in front of hundreds of my peers, no big deal right? After the luau, I headed to my new friends dorm where about 13 girls were just talking. Topics ranging from ethnicity to fashion and from resumes to models. Talking to people here is almost a relief for me, at home, many didn't know or didn't care what I was talking about when I would delve into fashion culture language. Here, those conversations are a must, and I am happily wrapped up in fashion culture. Another day of success. Goodnight New York.