A couple of weeks ago, I finally met up with my Textiles girlies after about of a year of not seeing them. As I mentioned before, my two years spent studying A-level Textiles was one of the best periods in my life and the beautiful ladies that were in my class will have a special place in my heart forever.
Another one of those ladies is a fellow shorty like me, which you know makes me feel good. Nevertheless, she seems to make up for her small stature with amazingly long hair. The length it reached during sixth form amazed me and I actually think that her hair was about half the length of her.
Just like all of my Textiles friends, she makes me laugh, but she humours me in a different way. She has some of the driest wit you will ever come across, which is great, because by simply looking at her, you would never expect her to be so funny.
During our classes, she would deliver classic lines in a dead pan voice, which added to the moment. I don’t think any of us will forget the moment when she threw down a friend’s sketchbook that she had found and said, “It’s yours”, with no expression, because one of us asked if the sketchbook she’d found was actually hers.
She is a quiet person of few words, but she has a great personality and I know that she really does have a lot to say. She also created some of the most amazing work in Textiles and I could see that she has a gift, which would have taken her far if she decided to study a subject in the field of fashion, but she is excelling in her current career.
I am so proud of her and I know that she will continue to do amazingly well in whatever she pursues in life. As I told her last time I saw her, she’s got a very level head on her shoulders, which will serve her in good stead. Did I also mention that I gave her a great nickname which suits her to the tee? I just love her so much.