I have been so swamped physically and emotionally with finishing up the semester’s grading combined with teaching the summer session that I haven’t had much time for anything else. The inevitable slew of “Why did I get this grade?” and “Can I have a different grade please?” emails seem to have slowed to a trickle, and I’m back to packing and sewing in my free time.

This weekend I (nearly) finished the bridesmaid dress for Kristen. She’s coming over today for the final fitting/touches, so I will have photos very soon of the whole process to post.

In the meantime, however, I’ve been having dreams related to my new career. The other day I dreamed I was in LA and scored an interview with Monique Lhullier. For those of you who don’t know who that is, she is a FIDM graduate (the school I will attend), and one of the BIG names in the bridal market who has also expanded into evening wear, resort wear and table settings recently.

Anyway, so I’m being interviewed by Monique, and she LOVES me. We really hit it off and she gives me a job as an assistant to one of her head people. I leave the interview and run into two long-time friends of mine who are all excited to see me and why didn’t I call to say I was in town? (In real life, neither lives in LA, but it’s a dream, right?)

So I’m hoping this dream is prophetic. Dream job and friends.

Last night I had a different dream. I was in a high-end, snooty dress boutique with the bridesmaid’s dress I just finished. I put it on a hanger and hung it among the other dresses on the rack and then walked away. I came back later to see if anyone had looked at it. A very rich Korean woman was shopping there, and had looked at just about everything, dissatisfied. I found my dress in a new place and took it up to the head salesperson (VERY snooty-snob type) and asked, “Did she see this one?”

He gave me a look of utter disdain and said, “She HATED it.  I hated it. I wouldn’t wear that to the immigration office to get a visa!”

The store silenced, everyone waiting for me to start crying or something, but I was smiling. “Why are you smiling? They hated it!” I told them, “I just got my very first bitchy fashion review! That’s so cool!”

I’m thinking a sense of humor is going to be very important in this business!!!!! (Or maybe just a good case of self-delusion!)