The word reinvention makes me think of Madonna, which subsequently makes me mad. I hate Madonna. But I guess, on some level, we have things in common.
I'm a teacher. As of yesterday. That's funny. Yesterday I took a position at George Washington High School in Philadelphia through the Philadelphia Teaching Fellows. I'm teaching special ed/science...Biology and Life Sciences. Can you believe that? And you're right to think that I'm out of my mind terrified and out of my mind with ideas. Reinvention---as far away from fashion as I could possibly be and all because of a little essay I wrote for the Philadelphia Teaching Fellows on the very day that it was due.
Reinvention is a funny thing. I consider myself it's unlikely wunderkind. I've done it so many times that I'm now allowed to skydive without an instructor...without a parachute even. My resume says that I've been a project manager, a writer, a designer, an entrepreneur, a publicist, a web merchandiser....and now it'll say I'm a teacher. And while I know you're thinking it but not saying it, yes, I do agree that my occupational wanderlust is bordering on ridiculousness. I refuse to apologize. While I was all of those things on paper, I wasn't really ever any of them. I was always just jes. And I'm happy for that.