Something’s changed. And this time I don’t mean something deep, but straightforward … I look differently :). Why is that? Well there’s a story behind it:

One day as I was sitting at my desk I received a call from a friend of mine, who happens to be a hair stylist. He needed someone (I don’t know why that someone has to be always me!) to work on for a show and the deadline was 5 days away. And I found myself saying “Yes” for no obvious reasons … Didn’t knew what I was putting myself into. The process was the most interesting experience tough. I never knew how much work goes into such a thing, didn’t know how difficult it is to get the color you want, the glow, that you need some math, some color knowledge and some drawing skills to pull this out. The end result you see bellow took about 7 hours.

I didn’t like it at first … then I decided not to give a f*ck of what people think, and instead of getting back to “normal” (something that I was constantly reminded of, every day, by the people around me), I got one step further and changed my hair again. I don’t want to be “normal”, regular, fit a standard or be whatever this society want’s me to be. I want and will be myself, regardless of anyone may think, I am. I want to do crazy and unexpected stuff, if this makes me feel alive, if this makes me happy.

Now, about the show (live in Bucharest) was the fun part, we all got to be models for a day, feel the rush of the preparations of choosing of clothing of, the anxiety of waiting, the excitement of being on stage. For the first time in years, since I left AIESEC, I felt so alive again, I experienced diversity in my own country. Perhaps not cultural diversity but diversity in ideals, diversity in passion and diversity in expression.

When it all ended I ended up in seeing more more than what’s above the surface and show more respect for other people’s work and skills (I may or may not fully understand). It’s not that easy doing what these people do, not that easy being a model either … I guess it’s hard to cope with this different kind of experience till you go trough it yourself.

From the whole experience, one thing stands out: I was with these guys for several hours now, talking, laughing … one of them is just finishing the 12^th grade (high school). I asked him what he’s going to do next. He answered bluntly that this was what he wants to do, this was what he always wanted to do. I can do anything but admire his passion and the dedication … we kinda loose this gradually as we grow old.

We’re educated to label people by their abilities, their interests, their education, their hobbies and their jobs. Maybe we should stop and take a look at ourselves. Everyone has something he’s good at, everyone has something they can do best. And that is one of the few things that matter.

Over and out,
The Lion.^[1]

1. The song to this post is: Caleb Cane – In Your Own Way. Open “Lion’s Radio” and scroll down to listen to it. [»]