You took your bath, relaxing your senses and now you open the wardrobe to dress you up.

No matter where you have to go.

The sad point is that even you did fresh shopping,

you swear you have nothing ideal to wear on.

Does this phrase reminds your voice? Mine, also! Always.

Each day I keep that cartoon smile whispering I have nothing good to try on ...

 

And the most usual next phrase is...

I need clothes. And shoes.

And a bag. 2 bags, maybe.

Plus jewels,

a belt,

a hat,

a coat,...

Oh, I need a new wardrobe.

May I sing it? ''I want it all, I want it aaall, I want it aaaaall and I want in nooowww!''

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Suddenly an emotional rain covers me. And I am 8 y.o. again in my not rich but not poor either, bedroom. My lovely parents do their best for me and my brothers. They 've got 3 kids in their family, though, so daily life gets hard in supplies, food, clothes and more... 

Want to know the most hard issue? The age gap. You know, what that means. 

Many years in age among brothers can't help, if decades separate kid's birth times and each others can not use or exchange common things.

 

''MONEY WANTED'', features as the top title - logo on a panel hunged on the wall, over your bed, to remind you everything you need in a daily base. You laugh, ah? Me, too! Just now!

So many songs with this title: ''Money!''

Some times I think it would be smart to be a DJ, just to feel rich within these titles, including ''money'' in them.

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You won't believe! = I felt so hurt in the past. Let me explain.

You smile, guys, but at 8, you only suffer by the noisy, silly, hard bullying behavior you receive from those snobbish classmates, who love to stump you by strong words.

Imagine yourself being just 8, admiring the vitrine on a kid store boutique, whose the owner is the mom of Valerie. Who is Valerie? An enemy at school, who likes to criticize your styling, just cz she is able to wear all the pretty clothes collection, directly taken from her own store.

But I didn't own any cloth store. Not all kids are able to keep one store. 

 

The store stood there to remind you that you should pay hard to take items.

And she can get all of them by free. Sharing her rude words, too!

To make all girlie eyes getting wet by their nasty feeling of being disable to buy all those beautiful items. The trendy denim pair of trousers with lace, the sweet coat with beads on the sleeves, the shoes with glitter and the hair accessories with bows which used to knock my dream's door by force, to get me in a nightmare. Feeling like a loser.

 

Just feel it... It could be you. Your child. Your niece. Your grandchild.

Even now feel it at work, as adult, seeing co - workers having the perfect look but your salary never helps you to buy more. Or you may face the rude cousin, who appears often in a bright new outfit, with not a logical explanation on how he can effort so hard expenses on his look.

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I still remember Valerie's attitude at school, pretending the lucky princess. Getting bad with all of us, who used simple outfits. Our family were not able to buy many items, so we seemed poor, not cool, ordinary and not minimal in front of her eyes.

Wish she had a nice behavior but she always put her poison word on her arrow, sent deeply in our hearts, to cause us pain. 

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There is an old Greek inspirable quote, saying this:

If your God doesn't gift you wealth, He hugs you with a rain of smart ideas.

And this is the absolute truth.

 

Think what happened next! Decisions.

I kept all my ideas, (as you probably do, too) organized in a notebook for each circumstance. To ''dress me up'', because... ''I had style'' (following Madonna's vintage top hit song), to look modern, to create more and more clothes and useful material for me and my lovely friends.

Promoting my very own 1st fashion collection and ideas for myself and other girls.

Yes, you read correctly. Fashion and more, created by 8.

With all my teachers from the elementary school as clients, who paid me well for this work.

If this is possible and effective for a cute kid, why not getting possible for you, also?

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Make it a movie in your mind. The sewing machine waits my mom to go out.

Scissors call little Milagros both taking action. Fabrics climb on the kitchen table.

And needles try to build shapes. The plug cord sings and creations get real.

This is an adorable world. And then... mom comes back at home.

''Mom Came Back Home, People!''

To discover that the lace curtain is a rebel.

It shows now another I.D. featuring as a long shirt.

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​Here is the time someone can measure the speed he needs to get from his home to the next flat, to ask the good neighbor to protect him. And at this same time his mommy has the dare chance to try her skills in opera music, screaming at the guilty artist - destructor (me) that I sacrificed home items for his own crafts. 

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You laugh out loud, people! I can hear you...

Please accept a presentation, too:

I created pure, useful, daily art and essential items. My thoughts were practical and easy, full of inspiration and safety and getting hot results. The half curtain looked great on the window and a new shirt came in my wardrobe spending for itself the amazing round zero. 0 on expenses to earn a new cloth and a curtain renovation. Not bad. That became my favorite sport/ habit/ work/ talent from those day and next... And a study/ job opportunity after some years. 

 

Let me entertain you next. Wanting the end of Valerie's story? She asked to be my client. 

The cold, snobbish girl, the boutique owner, the rich princess asked me to create for her in person. Paying for unique items made by whatever material or techniques and feeling lovely to get rare things made just for her.

 

Not bad at all, mentioning the most worthy lesson by this story.

A new friendship came from the impossible.

Creations really bring people closer.

Yes, this was the best feeling ever. 

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So this can be a life deal, a huge good life lesson:

to test your abilities, 

to find your talents,

to use your brain,

to inspire people,

to fill your needs,

to help people,

to look great,

to feel rich, 

to live in a nice mood, plenty of everything, being as elegant as other people look, in budget, not letting sadness about wealth and materialism to ruin your life moments.