It had taken years, but Matilda had finally grown into her unique style. Not only did she develop her own fashion style that she was actually proud to design and produce, but she realized exactly what sort of air she wanted to portray through her own individual fashion choices. She had gone through two sewing machines, filled three racks of her own 'designer' clothes, and even played around with leatherworking, but she finally had a label for her path. It was laid back and effortlessly simple, but still said something about the wearer. It had elements of hipster in it from her earlier years, but she started incorporating more streetwear elements until she found the perfect combination. She had made dozens of pairs of pants while she was developing her tailoring skills, which she had to admit were top notch for someone her age. It didn't hurt that her mother was a professional seamstress and tailor, either, and was almost always on call for a consultation or a bit of advice. She could now distress her own hand tailored jeans to the point where it was just on purpose enough to give an edgy vibe and still be universal. The hybrid girl was even playing around with creating her own line of shoes! She still had a long road ahead of her if she wanted to stand out among the other designers in her field, but she felt that she was really stepping into where she was meant to be.wordcount: 250 even
