My Parsons Experience

Parsons The New School of Design
--I actually did apply to the school. Not this year but a few years ago.
It was an interesting experience to say the least. I did an in person interview. Braced myself for the three hour ride from Massachusetts to NYC. Was almost late for my appointment because I got lost on the subway. I think I ended up somewhere on the upper east or west side. I still don't know where I was, but it looked rich. I managed to make it on time thanks to a fearless cab driver who almost got into ten accidents racing me and my sister down Broadway in rush hour traffic(or that could just be Broadway). Anywhoo I tipped the driver.
I get to my interview, hand it my quite garish portfolio, just for the interviewer to ultimately tell me I need to learn how to draw. Bummer.
At Parsons they make you do a foundation year, I'm pretty sure you can skip it if you have liberal arts credits, but don't hold me to that. But they wanted a fine art portfolio, trees blowing in the wind etc. I only had my sketches and some painting, Homer Simpson might do(In A WalMart Bag). God bless the man for not laughing in my face, but perhaps he's seen worse.
In an interesting part of the interview he asked me what was my greatest aspirations for my fashion career. Well, no one had ever asked me that, talk about a paranoid loss for words. Of course he had to name drop Proenza Schouler. So in my infinate wisdom, I told him the truth: I want to have my own fashion house. Needless to say you could have heard a pin drop. I have this horrible tendency of staring at peoples facial expressions, looking for even the subtlest nuance ... maybe just then he wanted to laugh. Or maybe I did, hysterically. To make a long story short (2 late) I never finished my application, but in a moment of great irony, they did mail me Someone else's Rejection letter. Christopher Blackmore of Ohio, so sorry...

And I forgot to mention, the interviewers assistant was so Hot!!! I think he was Mediteranean or something - Gay as the day is long - Welcome to New York, I said.