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Omniscient
Megan has always been a very artistic, eccentric, and outgoing person. She could walk and talk, constantly pouring out her creativity.
She's an exceptional writer, artist, and fashion designer.
It all started when weekends and after-schools were spent at her grandmother's house. The woman had sat Megan on her lap and taught her how to follow basic patterns, and was watching over her shoulder carefully as her granddaughter carefully used the sewing machine. First, it was clothes for her dolls because she felt the ones they came in were too tacky, then it was costumes for herself she'd try the sew, being a dancer in her early years, that came in handy. Although sometimes her grandmother would have to help her and make adjustments if measurements were off, Megan took to sewing naturally.
Megan's mother waited to see if Megan would stick with sewing before she bought her daughter her first sewing machine.
From then, Megan was stuck to it. Using any sliver of fabric to make something. Drawing in her notes in class and coming up with designs.
When it came to high school, Megan did as much as she could to finish early so she could spend most of her time in her room coming up with new designs and sewing.
She'd tailored dresses for prom-goers, and family members who needed alterations, sewn cute little outfits for new and expecting mothers' babies, and made dresses of her own. In high school, she was in art, so she'd often submit extravagant dresses and would make costumes for the school plays.
By the time her senior year of high school arrived, she only had to attend two classes because she already had the credits required and spent days sewing.
She applied to an art and design school and excelled there.
After the deaths of her parents and grandmother, on top of that, Megan had completely lost motivation for life in general. Nothing could get her to rise out of her bed, nothing AT ALL.
She refused to leave her room. She stopped designing and didn't even finish the projects she'd started beforehand. It was absolutely horrible and her creativity was severely missed.
Her professor showed up the woman having much faith in her and bringing her an offer to work in Los Angeles, designing dresses for artists. That was Megan's end goal after all, to professionally design.
Megan wiped her tears and when she felt she was ready she sent her professor an email agreeing to take her up on her offer.
She stayed in her professor's Los Angeles penthouse, not having to pay any bills of any kind, her only task being to "make a name" for herself. She didn't take much, just her sewing machine, the money she had, and a few changes of clothes.
