Colour Analysis

is intense!
seriously, who knew there was so much to learn about colour!
And i've come to the realization that I know NOTHING about image/style. haha, but it's ok! cause i'm here to learn! BUT on the down side a lot of my clothes are no longer going to be in my closet cause they aren't the best for me. weirdly, this is only day 4 of my classes, and there is 17 more days left, it kind of makes me nervous as to what i'm going to think of my clothes after! haha

On a side note, being here makes me read my bible and be in prayers a WHOLE lot more, its also a place were i feel that I want to be as close to God as possible.

I'm keeping positive and still really enjoying the experience!

Toronto International Image Institute

Don't worry about tomorrow, just love Jesus and He'll take you were He wants you to go.

After an amazing few months in LA (march-june), my love for the fashion industry was really ignited again. For a long time I've placed it on the back burner, it was something fun, but I had to remember to keeping my focus on the passion God has given me for Native America.

The month of July finally came around, I left LA, and toured the North West States in America. (travelling with a mobile ministry brining hope to Native American young peoples)

Typically coming home from such things, I hit a depression, missing and long to be somewhere else. But it was weird this time, I felt at peace with myself and life. Not knowing if i was going to be able to get a job, or what i'd be doing, usually freaks me out... But it didn't, I decided that i'd attempt to keep myself as busy as possible, going to the gym, zumba classes, and i even signed up for Hospice training!

My mom (gotta love my mom), she always puts ideas into my head, and one of them was to become an image consultant. I didn't give it much thought, and brushed it off. but my mom, being my mom, came home with the information. Finally mid september decided to look it over, and was like "meh, sounds kinda cool, and i guess it can't hurt to apply".

Sure enough I got accepted! But now the real stresser kicked in.... its $7500. I'm a missionary without supporters and doesn't have a job! and even if i got one, i wouldn't have that before schooling started in October!
Soooooooo, I decided to go through Native funding (some people may think this is easy, but its a LOT of "jumping through hoops", a lot of research, and writing, and the people that could potentially help me have denied school funding 3 times in the past.) So i school that short, with that price, without a for sure job in the end... this seemed IMPOSSIBLE...

I was finally able to have a meeting last monday, was given even more homework, the hardest part yet. Planning my life, and expressing my goals for the future, and how can Image consulting help me in reaching my goals. (i'm a visionary person, ideas come easy, but expressing them, and making them sound like they go together.... thats hard!) but i handed it in on Friday......

Stress free weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
until Monday, i recieve an e-mail "Just a friendly reminder your tuition is due by the end of the day." ummmm, was there a first reminder!?!?

Contacted the Intitute, explained my situation. Thankfully they gave me until Friday (October 14, 2010).

Driving home on Wednesday, I finally decided to just not stress. Driving home from Zumba, I remember praying "God... I don't want this to be something I'm doing for me.... but if this is where you want me, make it clear. If not. then I'm sorry for not listening to you, and running with this idea.... actually... i'm sorry for not asking you to direct me before hand.

I heard nothing from my potential funders until Thursday (today). I FINALLY got back the draft she was handing into the people who would approve this funding..... (at 3:30pm. work was almost over, and she was JUST HANDING IT IN! but I was fine. I felt at peace knowing that whatever happeneds God's in control of this now.)

Of course though, doubting came to mind, and since it was so last minute, i was sure it would be a no.
at 4:27pm, I recieved a phone call saying it was approved and They would pay my tuition AND give me some living expence money!

I guess what i'm trying to say though all of this, is Just love Jesus... You were created by him and for him. He knows whats best for you, but he also knows what your desires and wants are.... just give it up to him, even if it means not having them for a while, or ever again. But its in the moment you give Him everything, he'll bless you with a little something.

I may not be living in LA going to FIDM or attending NY Fashion week, but I do get a little taste of something that sparks my interest. :) and I'm going to completely enjoy it!

A name with meaning.

I used to think my name was boring, dull, over used.... well, i still think WAY too many people have the name Melissa, especially Melissa Williams, but to be honest, I actually like my name now :)
Melissa, simply meaning Honey Bee.
Since I loved the Pacific Islands and wanted to live there for a long long time, I decided to find out what my name would be in Hawaiian, and it was "Melika"
THEN, while I was living in an Arabic country people found my name weird and hard to remember, so sometime I'd just say my name Malika. It's very similar to "Melika", yet in Arabic, it means "queen".

One lovely day, I was having a conversation with a friend, he asked me my last name. (I guess he figured it would be some weird Native name). The conversation went a little like this:
Friend: What your last name?
Me: umm, Williams... nothing exciting... pretty common
Friend: an English name? Aren't you full Native?
Me: Yep, but i guess when the "white" people came over, they had trouble with our names, and some were changed into something easy to remember. I am Williams
Friend: hmm, good name.
Me: i guess.?
Friend: It means "son of william"
Me: that makes sense
Friend: but William was a king, so its son of a king. well, i guess daughter to you.

Thus saying: I am a Queen, and the Daughter of the King :)

OH! i almost forgot, my Native name is Waawaaskonehs, meaning "little flower"
What does my name mean again?