Every girl needs to have a black tuxedo jacket in her wardrobe. This alone, with a tiny black singlet, black jeans and heels has saved me so many times when invited to impromptu gatherings. I also can’t go past a pair of white jeans and a t-shirt that cost a bomb to look like it is a century old.
What a crazy week this has been. Making bold cyber confessions and hearing from both women and men who were in the same boat and are excited that someone else is admitting that life isn’t always picture perfect.
I received some advice when I first started this blog, to not be authentic. To make this a place where people can come to escape their own lives and enjoy living mine. This was actually great advice for a girl who wants to become a one-million-plus-a-year-earning fashion blogger. I pondered this for a while, but I chose not to take the advice this time. It set off a visceral reaction inside me that said ‘this is not the path for me’. If this is just another place where I have to pretend I’m cooler than I am, I can’t be bothered.
I want this blog to be a place where women come to be entertained and feel powerful. And sometimes that means admitting that things aren’t always perfect – to encourage you to see that we are all responsible for our lives and that we all have greatness within us.
There is a misconception that girls who like fashion are also shallow and pretentious. I always wanted to dispel this myth. Girls can love fashion, a great pair of heels and lipstick. These same girls can also be smart, adventurous, honest, have a sense of humour, love John Lennon and care about the world we live in.
If I only ever have 100 other girls like this following me – it is enough.
Blazer – Portmans T-shirt – The People Vs Jeans – Glassons Shoes – Adidas Gazelle
Much love XX