In the past 12 months, my perception of success has changed significantly. Until now, it's made me question whether I've given up early or lost motivation for the "larger" goals in life. What I've come to realise is that what I once thought was so large, may not be so significant to me.. at all. It's time to stop pretending; it's time to redefine success.
Growing up is harder than imagined. But not necessarily for the reasons they tell you. Let's talk about the most confronting lesson of so-called "adulthood": changing in the eyes of the people who don't wish to see it.
This is a letter to my younger sister, as much as it is to my younger self, and to all those entering the working industry. It turns out there's a difference between earning respect and being respected; an internship and a job; being accepted and being embraced. Consider this a chance to learn from my lessons.
I'm renowned by those close to me for being confident, but I haven't always been this way. It's been a mindset and an attitude I've developed over time with thanks to these three steps. Because life is better when you stop caring for people's judgements, as of today, I'm sharing my secrets.
It may be 2018, but the importance of saying thank you persists. After all, who is it [but arguably, our mothers and our pets] who truly have any obligation to us?
CURRENTLY LOVING has officially re-launched! This time, we're skipping the small talk and going straight to the gritty stuff. We're meeting with the elephant in the room: she wants to talk about your niche.
Lately, I've been inclined to re-think my mindset around productivity and the glorified "hustle": it turns out all work and no sleep isn't all it's set out to be.
You’ll notice that this post is not titled “5 things I do to combat stress” — and quite purposely so. It's a work in progress -- the whole "dealing with stress" and "not pushing people away" thing. Why not join me in the endeavour this Winter?
And with an off-duty look, I’m doing exactly that: signing out from Sydney and MBFW. The end of Fashion Week is always bittersweet. This is an ode to all those who made it what it was; to the glamour, to the lights. And also, to the track pants, the boyfriend and the routine that awaits at home.
2 months ago, I moved to Melbourne. And 2 months ago, I experienced my first feeling of home. Since then, I've experienced the good and the bad of finding home in a new city. Here's the reality of things; some would say, an expansion on the Instagram highlights.