Your Dream Job.
If anyone had asked me this question 10 years ago, and I am pretty sure they did, I would have said an opera singer. FAMOUS opera singer. I was in school studying vocal performance- yes that is a real major- and very much in love with a dream. As my eyes opened during my collegiate days, I learned the harsh truths about the music and opera industry. Much like high school, the "business" is very clique-ish and there is so much back-stabbing and false hopes that it knocks you off your feet. Luckily I realized this before spending tens of thousands of dollars on arts programs not included with my tuition.
I would love to be a famous classic rock singer. But it is 2012, not 1962. I am 50 years too late.
Today the thing that drives me is fashion. But more than that I love shopping. Not purchasing. I like to browse, contemplate, imagine, and visualize the endless possibilities that could come with a pair of pants, or skirt, or LBD. When my other half changed roles where we both work, it was necessary for him to purchase almost a whole closet full of new clothes. I had so much fun. I knew where to pull items from and without much thought, what style to go for. He liked everything (he is a guy so that means he grunted twice), but the real compliment came when his co-workers (some of them very stylish women) complimented him on how sharp he looked.
I think being a fashion buyer, celebrity stylist, or similar would have to rank near the top.
Odd, all of my friends would have said make-up artist.
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