“I’m going to make everything around me beautiful- that will be my life.”
Elsie De Wolfe
Everyone has a reason for deciding their career path. However, mine was kinda chosen for me. When I was young, I enjoyed creating floor plans and was obsessed with redecorating my room (you could ask my mom, she had to repaint my room WAY too many times) I never fully realized that my passion was interior design until my house burned down, ironically enough.
I had always been taught to choose a career based on salary, that anything artistic should be a “hobby” only to be done in your free time. So, the thought of actually pursuing my dream of becoming an interior designer never crossed my mind. That is, until the summer I graduated high school (with the intent of becoming a dentist), my house burned down. During this stressful time, a lot of regrettable decisions were made- however, those awful decisions did lead me to a great destination. I decided to pack up my things and move two hours away from my family and friends- to get a fresh start. I began college, still thinking I would be a dentist. I started work as a student worker in the purchasing department, there my interest in business was sparked. I decided I liked the aspect of dealing with people and trying to sell a product. I slowly slipped away from dentistry and finally changed my major to business. That was good for a while, until the topic of rebuilding our house came back into the conversation. My mom asked me to start looking at house plans and give input on what I wanted in the new house. During this process, my passion for interior design reappeared. I realized that if I didn’t at least try to follow my dreams, I would regret it later on. So I casually started to incorporate design into my college plans. It worked until I realized that I would have to transfer colleges if I really wanted to see this plan through- because my current college doesn’t have an interior design program. So I finally worked up enough courage to inform my parents of my plan. I finally said “mom, dad I think I want to come home and be an interior designer” and at first they were hesitant, but now they’re the most supportive parents in the world. It may not be a big deal to anyone else, but to me I’m finally doing something I want to do with my life and that’s liberating. So liberating that I decided to create a blog to document this journey. I hope you guys enjoy and stick with me through it.