We Were Infinite

When I draw an infinity sign I try never make it perfect.  Truth is and I know it sucks but infinity is never going to be perfect.  No matter how big the infinity is.  I understand this because of my favorite book The Fault in Our Stars written by my most favorite author: John Green.  I have so far read his books: Looking for Alaska, The Fault in Our Stars, and Paper Towns.  Each book taught me a lot about life.  It  also taught me how much I love to write because truth is life is not going to last forever so make sure you live it to the fullest.  Anyway back to the infinity thing I feel that no one truly understands what infinity is.  Its not just a symbol that represents forever, it also represents imperfection.  So why is it that people try and make there signs perfect?  I guess for now people wont know.  And that's quite scary.  " Some infinity's are bigger than other infinity's" - John Green

-Persephone Jenkins ∞

Fashion Week

Fashion week is unfortunately coming to a close in a few days.  Even though I did not attend the amazing event I watched as much as possible on E News.  I swear each year is getting better and better.  The creativity is turning every day street style into a walking every day fashion show.  How much better could this get for a designer, stylist in training.  Anyways I have to say Monique Lhuillier made a big splash this season. I love the color use, and how she made the designs more fierce. I also agree with what Ms. Lhuillier said the women defiantly looked darker, but at the same time more powerful.

Although I have to say that I was astounded by one of my favorite designers Oscar De La Renta.  His classic designs, but the modern touch makes my heart flutter.  The turquoise dress with a floral detail was impossible not to love.  With its chic clean lines and classic detail.  Along with that in the collection he showed his modern side with a neon yellow tulle gown and a black lace detail.  This dress caught my eye with its bright color and original idea.  From everyday people wearing the latest trends  to renowned stylist I can certainly say fashion week was a success.  Maybe just maybe in a few years I'll be jetting off to New York's Fashion Week.

-Persephone Jenkins ∞

Arg Why People? Its my Dream

Countless times I have told people what I want to be and countless times I have I changed my dream.  Although this time I know mostly exactly what I want to do.  I go back and forth between fashion and writing.  I realize I can do both, but right now its to hard to decide.  Anyways my point is why do people make fun of me because I have my life planned out?  I understand that fashion isn't something that appeals to everyone, but why can't I love what I do without anyone telling me what to do? Fashion is my thing.  Its what makes me an individual.  I don't think of it as clothing I think of it as art.  It makes me and hopefully everyone around me happy.  So technically isn't it just as important as sports?  I'm not coordinated, but I defiantly understand what colors match.  I just want people not to be afraid of being them.  Do what makes you happy, because if you live a life your not excited about what life are you living?

             -Persephone Jenkins ∞

my store, my world

There's that place that everyone has that makes them comfortable.  Weather its on a field, in there love ones arms, or even in front of there computer.  As for me you could probably guess I feel the best in a store.  preferably Nordstrom.  I write this in no disrespect, but sometimes I treat it like my Mecca.  That's probably the one place where I feel comfortable being myself.  I can go there and look a every shoe.  I almost feel like I am in an art studio.  Anyways I was the only teenage girl wearing a black leather jack, very light cluncky boots, and grey jeans.  Not my most fashionable outfit, but it was very creative.  My father and twin were relaxing at the other end of the department store as I floated to a new designer.  I drifted into my dream land of color and shine. When I heard a voice that brought me back to reality.

" Your going to be a great shopper when you get older," The manish voice complemented. I turned around and saw him.  He was holding shoe boxes.  He was wearing a suit and looked as if he was middle aged or a little younger.

" Yeah I love it so much.  I've sort of been doing this since I was three," I admitted.  Most people find this a joke or uninteresting.

" Yeah I see a lot three year old girls play with the shoes and run around," that made me smile because I know how adorable babies are.

" I just love the fashion industry.  I love the art aspect of the clothes."

" It's refreshing to hear that.  I've worked here a long time and its very rare to hear that," the stranger smiled.
As the conversation went on I talked about my love for clothing and my hopes and dreams of working at Chanel in Paris.  " Well when your old enough I will recommend you." I know he was kidding because I know he would forget about me by then.  My father came by and eventually I let the nice man go back to work.

The reason I was so ecstatic  was because he noticed me.  There were so many shoppers and other teenagers that he could have walked over to.  He chose me.  I'm not the prettiest and I'm not the smartest.  But in Norstorm I feel like I belong.  Like fashion is may destiny.  I will not give up, and this memory will last a lifetime.

-Persephone Jenkins ∞

Disney Princes

Ah yes the age old Disney prince that girls dream of when there younger.  I have to say my favorite though is the Beast in Beauty and the Beast.  I know in the story Belle is suppose to be the beauty who falls in love with the fierce unkind beast, but I feel like she saw it another way.  Yes I realize that neither of them truly exist, but this story has been around forever.  A popular, beautiful girl could have anything she desired and she picked the thing with the the most ugliest outer beauty and the most gorgeous inner-beauty.  Which I guess is  amazing and that's why it might be my favorite.  I don't however understand why guys from my school can't see this as well.  Why can't they understand there is so much more to a girl.  Yes I am not the most prettiest or the most smartest, but maybe that's what they have to find for themselves. Take Belle for instance: the boys at my school should spend at least a day in her shoes and try and find the girl with the most amazing inner- beauty as oppose to the other way around.  So does that conclude my question?  Why can't people see beyond what is in front of them?  As I asked myself this a few weeks ago I wanted to find the answer while going through life.  And although I didn't find it directly I know understand that the gift of seeing beyond is a hard quality to find.  Only a few people like Belle can truly understand and it is my new intention to find the people who have the answer.  Yes, I will always ask the question because I don't exactly have the answer.  Although I will know more of what to look for.  Maybe that prince of mine does exist I just have to act as Belle would and open my eyes and thoughts up a little more.

                 -Persephone Jenkins ∞

FASHION IS ME

People get jealous when there best friend is hanging out with someone else or when there boyfriend is talking to another girl.  In the beginning of the year I promised myself that I wasn't going to focus of boys and school and fashion were my main priority .  Now this doesn't mean I don't get jealous.  I do. I get jealous over the things that people don't exactly understand.  Fashion for instance.  I have grown up with it.  when I was about three my mom would show me an article of clothing and I gave my opinion.  Anyways fashion is and always has been my hobby.  I remember for a long time I didn't realize it. I tried everything from tennis to dance.  And of course nothing.  So I guess when someone says they like fashion or they think I'm not fashionable.  It sort of gets me annoyed.  Finally I have something.  I have that thing that nobody understands.  I have something that gives me a name. I keep promises and when I promise something I never ever break that promise. ( Tangled).  And fashion is and will forever be my promise.

  

-Persephone Jenkins ∞

Super Bowl Sunday

Ah yes the day most men and the occasionally women dream of during the whole football season  I bet you have guessed by the color/ topics of my blog that I'm not how you say, sporty.  It has taken me years and years to except it.  I don't exactly know why it has taken me so long I guess I don't like the way people portray a "girly girl." They (people) make us fellow girly girls make us feel like were weak.  Almost like we can't handle a fight or just because we wear over amounts of pink, that means we girly girls are weak.  So I'm going to prove it that today of this special of days I can watch the Super Bowl.  And even if I can't then I can always say I tried.  Because in reality I did.  I tried my hardest and based on my strengths and weaknesses I was not able to finish the great USA event. I am not weak. I am not weak because I wear pink.  I am strong because I tried. And that's all the satisfaction I need as a powerful girly girl.  I hope everyone has a great Super Bowl Sunday filled with nachos and beer.  

-Persephone Jenkins ∞