I was about 3 years old when I made my first little black dress with a stapler, some glue, and beads as details. Running down the stairs, super proud, to show my momma what I made, I knew from that moment I want to work in fashion. Using my momma’s sewing machine from a young age, I always thought I would become a fashion designer. The drawing and creating something from scratch really made me happy. When I was 10 I started following ballot classes and got into the “talent class” pretty soon, I had potential and auditioned for the dance academy in Amsterdam. I didn’t make it through the auditions and was devastated. But I wouldn’t give up. So I auditioned the year after again. Finally, I got accepted. Half a year in, they started this program where you had your high school classes and dances classes throughout the week. So I transferred to the school. I would wake up around 5.30am to catch the bus at 7 am. To be at school around 8 am in Amsterdam and start my day full of training and learning, then come back home around 6 pm, sometimes even 9 pm. It was hard work, but I loved being able to do my passion every day and grow as a dancer.
After getting my high school diploma. I wasn’t sure if I really wanted to pursue my dreams to become a professional dancer, like my other classmates. So I decided to not study dance, but to get into fashion. Going into this new study, was excited I was motived and ready to learn so much. After a few months, the study wasn’t what I expected it would be. Studying fashion design isn’t easy, but the study itself wasn’t a challenge enough for me. So I dropped out. Figuring out what to do next. After a few failed steps I found a new passion, photography. I loved it and I was really good at it. My ideas were endless. By this time I was 19 years old. And decided to do a study in photography. My teacher saw that I had talent. But I wasn’t focused too much. There were so many more things going into my life, that school really wasn’t that important to me anymore. I felt like all the studies that I did, weren’t difficult enough. So I dropped out again.
After a while, I started to study photography again but at the bachelor level. So it was definitely a challenge for me. I loved how much I learned. But by the time I finally found a good study, I wasn’t into photography that much anymore. I was getting into blogging. Secretly, I always loved it. Always read fashion blogs and was so interested in it. But never pursued it because I had no idea how to start. And how to find a photographer even. But through photography school, I have met many talented people. And one of them became my best friend.
So I asked myself “is this something I see myself doing for a lifetime”. I didn’t even have to think about it, because I immediately knew, this is the only thing I could see myself doing. Only then I started to realize that I needed to step up my game and pursue my dreams without hesitation. This is what I want and it’s what I am going to do. So I asked my best friend if she wanted to become my photographer and she was super excited. Going into this blogging thing, we had a … start. Because I had no idea what I was doing. But starting this and getting it to come to life. Is such a beautiful and fun progress. And we learn a lot.
Now being 22 years old and finally having the hang of it. I just know, this is what I want and this is what I am going to do for the rest of my life. This is my biggest passion and I can’t get enough of it. This is my fashion blog and I hope you will enjoy it as much as I do create it.
Love, Elissa
