The Power of Music

Fashion was my first love and the first industry that ever made me feel hopeful for my future. My obsession manifested at a young age when I’d tag along with my mom on her shopping escapades. Over time, I developed a quick fluency for brands, designers and industry trends. Who would've ever thought that getting dragged around town with my mom (and being extremely miserable at that) would go on to plant one of the biggest seeds? I sure didn't.  

As a young teenager, I dreamt about nothing more than becoming a writer for a fashion magazine like Vogue. Every week at the mere age of 12 I'd walk to my local newsstand on Friday’s to spend my allowance on a copy of either British or Australian Vogue, holding it clutched tightly against my chest like it was made out of gold. If anyone would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, I’d always say the same exact thing: "I want to work in fashion and I promise I will never ever change my mind," except for the one thing has had the power to make me rethink everything.

Fashion is still one of the biggest parts of my life and is something that my life still revolves around, but cultivating my deep connection to music over the past several years has uprooted everything I thought to be true for myself. For a solid decade, I was 100% certain that all I ever wanted to be was like Andy Sachs from The Devil Wears Prada (cliché, I know), but music tugged at my heartstrings in a way where I could no longer fathom working in any other industry.

Music is a synergy. The art of song is like roots to a tree, every intricate component grows separately and intermingles to produce what has enough power to stimulate every mental and bodily sense a human could ever experience. Every thump, click, snap, snare or heavy beat is resuscitating. It’s not just an experience for the ears but a bodily escapade, one that stimulates movement and an awakening of the soul.

It has always been prominent to my life as it is to many others, mainly even unconsciously as it’s not something people even often think about; it’s just that ubiquitous. It's in commercials, television shows and movies; It's played in stores and all throughout the streets. It's literally everywhere, but we don't even realize it. Sit back and contemplate what life would be like without music, without incessantly soundtracking your life to tens of thousands of intricate beats, rhymes and melodies— I surely wouldn’t be able to function.

From the moment I open my eyes to minutes before I fall asleep, I am consistently accompanied by song. Music drives my mood and alternately, my moods chronicle what my queue will sound like for any particular day. Certain songs give me the strength to feel invincible during my highest points while others have the power to induce tears and chills during my lowest.

Over the years, I've honed in on my music taste which is still something I'm doing now and will continue to actively do. I don't think it was one event or one song or one artist that shifted my worldview, but the realization that music is my one true vice and one of the only things that can ever make me feel whole.