France. If you would ask me about what place I would love to visit if it was my last day on earth today, I would trade anything for a plane ticket to France.
There’s just something about that country that I always felt I belonged. Aside from its beautiful people, and wonderful tourist attractions, it’s also part of my dream to open and start a shop at that country. France is known to be the home of the best designers I know.
As a young girl, I would want to pursue that dream. My family is not that wealthy to begin with. My father is the police chief at his job, and my mother is a tailor. She tailors suits and dresses for a living. Come to think of it, maybe that’s where I got the idea of pursuing design.
My siblings all aim to have a degree of what most people call, the White collared jobs. The types of job that my parents would be proud of. While, I myself aspired to be a designer. “Just a designer” some might say.