I think that I've always known I wanted to be in fashion. In grade 5, I wanted to be an interior designer, but I think that was just so my family and I could accept the whole 'designer' thing. I was supposed to be the smart one in the family, the academic one, so why would I waste time in design? When I would go to the bookstore to buy home decorating magazines, I would actually be glancing at the fashion rack as I walked by. I thought, "One day I'll be tall enough and brave enough to reach up there, and grab one of those glossy magazines." I don't know, but up until now, I've been embarassed by fashion. I never wanted to admit that's what I wanted to do. I still am kind of embarassed. Eventhough I'm insanely obsessed, I don't openly admit it unless in front of my closest friends. I think I'm scared of rejection, because after all, "how could that short, little 'cute' girl be into fashion?!" "What does she know?!?" Yea, well, screw you. I realized that it's their problem if they thought I wasn't good enough, so one day I grabbed a fashion / interior decorating magazine with Tiiu on the cover, and the next week I reached for a Vogue with Daria on the front, and ever since then, fashion hasn't not been on my mind everyday (even though I am still afraid of rejection) .
Long story, short answer, so I guess my obsession has started now, 15.