By Kofoworola Agboola
Disappointments, rejections, heartbreak… these are common emotions that we all must experience in life. But I argue that there are some that are totally unnecessary and avoidable.
Back when I was still a newbie at sewing, fresh out of fashion school, bursting with the excitement of all the designs I would like to practice and sew, all I wanted to do was design! I knew I had the talent.
My finish was poor, but I thought that didn’t mean one bit, since my designs are fabulous! (right?)
What happened next was a series of events that proved me wrong.
I had had the opportunity of participating in a fashion show which would have given my brand the opportunity to be known internationally, when my designs appeared, on the runway, people were awe-struck by my designs! It was a great feeling!
Magazines clamoured for interviews, boutiques in Lekki wanted to sell my dresses, Spice TV said they wanted to use the designs for ‘Lekki wives’- it was wonderful! I was going to be famous! Designer!
I took up on all the offers, one of the boutiques wanted me to make some samples, and after making them, I gave it to them and I was given the shocker of my life.
They rejected all the clothes – my finishing was too poor; “nobody would buy a dress that the finishing is poor,” Susan said.
You guessed it – I was devastated; I lost my self-confidence, for weeks, I didn’t go near the sewing machine.
Then something happened that even made it worse
As they say, “Life lessons will be repeated until they are thoroughly learned.”
I thought I had learned my lesson, but they hadn’t driven home.
I got another opportunity to showcase my designs, this time on a bigger platform; a wider audience, complete with judges and spectators
The setup was competition-like and as contestants, we were asked to come up with several pieces to showcase at a later date, we were given fabric, to play with and a winner would be chosen at the end of the day.
We had three months to come up with the most fabulous pieces and I was so sure I was going to win.
And then the D-day came.
But before I talk about the D-day..
Let me talk about what happened a day before the D-day
The plan was for all the participants to stand with one model in the best design we had. Then the rest of the clothes was on a rack behind us
The atmosphere was charged with tension. There was also a crowd, friends and families of participants, other people who have come to watch.
It is better imagined, all the other designers with their best dress. Then the crowd, I have spied some that are finer than mine of course, but I was confident in my design skills jor – No shaking.
In fact, the model wearing my dress was already like: “I am definitely ordering this dress after the show.”
The judges started from the extreme end, checking the clothes, making points in a notebook
My heartbeat was banging.
Two more designers before it was my turn! I was shaking with excitement and -chargin! What if! What if?!?
And then finally… I was next…
Judge 1: Your name please?
Me: My name is (you sha know my name)
Judge 1&2: Inspecting the dresses…
Judge 1: The tail of your flared dress is frumpy- you didn’t press it?
Me: Stammering a response…
Judge 2: Yes, I have inspected all the dresses, it seems all you did was sew tacky dresses and used trims and design to cover your shame… (that drew a little laughter from the crowd).
Judge 1: (scribbling furiously) pointing out more errors…
Judge 1& 2: Walks away to the next designer, and literally took my remaining self-confidence with them.
Not one praise about my design.
I was deflated, my emotions, raging, disgraced, a laughing stock.
Tail between legs, the rest of the events were a blur, I didn’t care anymore if I loose or win. I was already disqualified…
And then the lesson finally hit home and very hard this time.
And it lead me to two powerful resolutions: To thoroughly improve my finish… And help others improve theirs…
And I took all my pains, sweat, love, hurt and used it to improve my own finishing…and years later, my students didn’t quite get why I was so hard on them, forcing them…grilling them…
I shared this story for you, you who, in some way relates with the story I just shared.
You, who is currently loosing clients.
You, who is currently missing out on opportunities.
You, who is currently betraying your own self-confidence, and you who wants to avoid unnecessary painful experiences
Or you who knows someone who is currently going through this.
I am you all over again, only a wiser version… and you are not alone.
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Kofoworola Agboola is a consultant and fashion coach.