Chapter 3-Paris. āJe veuxā- the first french song lāve ever listened to. Being a little girl, falling in love with a new song that she discovered in her little room, (which she is not even aware of itās in french), I couldāve never imagined life would take me here, to Paris. Itās been 3 years now. Moving to a new country alone, meeting people from all over the world, trying to adapt a new culture and learning a whole new language. It hasnāt been always easy, there were moments of doubt, homesickness and stress, a lot of STRESS(fashion students will get what l mean) but also laughter, growth, and memories lāll carry forever. Along the way, I met people who will forever remain a part of my life which lām grateful for, and others I may never cross paths with again, which l learned a lot, both equally shaping the story of this chapter. Today, as I graduate, Iām reminded that lifeās beauty lies exactly in its mix of sweet and bitter. Paris didnāt just teach me fashion, it taught me resilience, independence, and that sometimes the ugliest toiles make the best stories. Everything aside, l want to especially thanks to my teachers, people who helped me during school years, my mother, and my dear loved ones who were with me when l got my diplomas. I love you all!
