Today I got the latest edition of Soul Sister, Vol. 13. I have to admit, it was a really nice feeling getting told that it's part of my subscription, and I could just walk away without paying for it (since I paid for it weeks ago). It was nice being able to have a few moments where I wasn't fighting with the clerks at the store and didn't have to wait in line. Unfortunately, this issue pales in comparison to Vol. 12. Nevertheless, I still enjoyed the magazine even if I was a bit disappointed in the content. Though I can't read it ... I can still partially understand what's going on, and I tend to look into the magazines for more than just what the articles and images might state. I love looking into the brands being worn, the designs for the pages, and the way each theme flows with the next. Being in charge of Gal VIP, I guess I can't avoid looking into these types of things.
Love's friend is a model and actress, so sometimes I also wonder how Mipoti, Sena, Ayame, etc. are in person away from a camera. I wonder if they're as down to earth as his friend. She's a lovely person, and an amazing model, and she seems to be super professional when it comes to modeling and acting. I like to think that maybe Mipoti and the rest of the models for Soul Sister are that way. I also sometimes wonder if they're stuck up due to their fame... It's weird; maybe I just think too much.
I also think one very important thing: We can truly be anything we want to be. We're not "designed" or "destined" to be a certain thing in our lives; the sky's the limit. In Japan, you can easily get scouted for modeling. Here, well, as long as you're smart (both book and street) you have a lesser chance of being conned into something you'd consider a golden opportunity. In Mexico, you can open stores and have your own business in the blink of an eye. Failure is the thing that holds us back, or rather, the fear of failing.
Going back to my first sujimori attempt, I was terrified to try it because I was a firm believer that I had no talent for it, that there was no way that I could do my hair in such a beautiful way. I don't claim that it's perfect, but I'm quite proud of myself and I wonder "If I hadn't been so afraid to fail, would I have attempted this sooner? Would I have perfected my skills as time passed until now?"
Today, I made a very important phone call. I've never been one to ask for help or guidance for anything relating my ventures. I never asked for help from people when it came to creating Gal VIP. I didn't ask for a mentorship at a magazine nor did I pick the brain of someone who was already successful. I just... Went with it. Today I placed a phone call for a new venture. It's one I've wanted to do since I was in college, an actual business. I'm so happy that I made the call because I can tell you, I haven't felt such inspiration and motivation to move forward with this new venture than I did today talking to this person. On top of that, when I was expecting this person to not help me, she talked me through all I needed to know for basics as well as suggested places for research. I might fail at my venture, I mean, I've failed at so many things already - but what would happen if I knew I couldn't fail? More importantly, what would happen if I failed but knew I could succeed next time?
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