UCB in NYC: Making A Way

Back during the summer of 2013, I came across this dope cropped hoodie online. I loved the look of it, real sporty and kinda fly, all me. I eyed it up until nearly the end of that summer when it, unfortunately, completely sold out. I, of course, was devastated, but as always willing to ‘make a way out of no way’ to get what I wanted. So, in usual fashion (no pun intended), I scoured the internet for a similar hoodie. When I finally found the hoodie and decided I'd just crop it to get the look I wanted, it ran at $56, leisure funds I clearly did not have at the time. So, being the broke recent college grad I was, I sat on it. Later that same summer I visited my old high school teacher and friend in NYC for the first time. On my last few days there, I was determined to thrift a hoodie I liked and crop it to save myself the energy and money I stressed over the previous hoodie. Low and behold, I found this dope vintage UC Berkeley sweatshirt and made it into what I wanted, and the results turned out better than I even anticipated, as you can see.

I've always been someone who's figured out how to ‘make a way out of no way’, even when I didn't think I could. Creativity has been the lifeline to my authenticity and love for life. These days in spite of the proper credentials received, this idea of ‘making a way’ for my generation has become a bit more of hassle without the proper funds or the right job. And as you would know it, ain’t too many people giving out too many of those, even to degree holders such as myself. Add being a creative to the mix, the work to try to do what you love and make ends meet is that much harder. It seems like more and more millennials like myself and some of my friends, can’t even find a door let alone get close enough to one to stick our foot in it. In spite of the vigor, the incessant need, the want to achieve and work our way up in the field we truly love, it seems nearly impossible, and the obstacles don’t make it any easier. 

Many of us, take dead-end or never-ending soul sucking jobs that prey on our inherent need to survive and make money, while exploiting that valid need and draining the lights that fuel our want and need to create. Many from the generation ahead of us call it ‘paying dues’, and I call that, standing from where I’m at, a crock of bullshit. Many people don’t realize that getting a job outside of fast track fields such as law, medicine or engineering hardly garner any real attention, and the job search has completely evolved since they were half way giving out employment in the 80s and 90s. Now, you’d just be lucky to get a call back from a company saying they don’t want you, lol. The expense of living has tripled over the last few decades, and so finding a means to support your livelihood stays at the forefront of your mind no matter what you may think your true purpose is. I hate knowing that after all the years I’ve spent in school, that many people told me would guarantee me a job, the work I’ve done, and the foundation I’ve laid for myself, I still got more ‘dues’ to pay in experience that somehow needs to simultaneously line up with the amount time spent in SCHOOL! I tell you growing up is not only trick, but trip, lol.

In spite of these inherently annoying aspects that come with moving further into adulthood, I’m more than aware of my ability to make things happen in spite of the ever mounting odds. I feel behind ALL the time, like I didn’t pick the right major, like I didn’t pick the right program or like I didn’t know what I truly wanted to do soon enough, so it landed me in this precarious and agitating space that stretches me more than I’d like. I wonder all the time if I messed up along the way and if all of this strife could have been avoided. But I try to keep in mind that I’m right where I need to be whether I feel like I am or not. I’m positioned right where I need be. And much like I did when I couldn’t get my hands on the hoodie I initially wanted, I am back to ‘making a way out of no way’ except this time it’s in regards to my creative purpose and life (sets the stakes that much higher and sounds scarier, doesn’t it? Lol). But that just makes the process and trip that much more worthwhile.

I'll admit recently I've made the excuse of being too tired to do the additional work to truly ‘make a way’ after being in school for a thousand years and working temp jobs for what feels like a decade, but I realize it is an essential part of the hustle, and I can't keep sleeping on myself and my abilities. I don’t want to just work, I want to work doing what I love. Working from the ground up when it feels like you've been working yo whole life can skew your reality of what it means reap the rewards of your labor. It's like that's why they told you to school, right? To be ahead of the game and have a job waiting for you, right? What happens when you do all that and you're still struggling and can't meet all the expectations set up for you to get a job following suit? You form a support system, build a network, you put yourself out there by knocking on all the doors, and you put your talent and ability on display for the world to see because whether or not somebody else recognizes it right away, you do first and that’s what I’m learning is going to reveal the door and get your foot in it. 

Talk about making a ‘way out of no way’, and excuse me while I show up to these magazines with a resume,  multiple articles in hand, a story to tell, and this dazzling personality in tow in spite of my own mounting fear. It ain’t a race, but a process and it’ll be hard but the come up & pay off I know will be LIT… I went AWF for this post I know, but I BEEN TIDE and needed to get it off my chest, so I hope the realness you’ve received inspires you..

Until next time :)




Bucket Hat/Zumiez   Earrings/Nordstrom   Hoodie/Thrift-DIY   Men’s Utility Jacket/Forever21   Jeans/Gap   Boots/Nordstrom