This time one year ago I was fretting about whether or not I should start a blog. Day In and day out I changed my mind and worried constantly about what people would think. As much as I can give off a confident appearance, deep down I worry just like the rest of us. And maybe even a little more. You know there’s not one person in this world who doesn’t worry that they’re being judged, liked or if they’re doing things right, but to me I’ve found during this year that if your going to progress then you need to man up and get your head on down. In all honestly I hate attention being drawn onto myself (Duff, the boyfriend would probably disgree, as he believes im a diva), but the thought of people judging my writing and thinkin’ I take cringy wannabe model photo’s scared me to my actual core.
Every person has a different reason as to why they’re blogging in the first place, and for me it was simply somewhere to let out my creativity. Throughout my everyday working life I don’t create anything that allows me to feel inspired or excited in what I do. Not to say this is a horrible job, as by no means it is. The people are lovely, the environment can be amazing and the company as a whole is great. However, with a ridiculous love of fashion and writing, I thought it best to have my ‘hobby’ of a blog alongside my everyday life. Starting out It literally was just a place to ramble about my life, love of necklaces and anything in-between. Since then I’ve not only grown in my writing, but gained amazing opportunities and met some pretttty amazing people. Considering 12 (or even 6 months) ago I didn’t know who the hell they were, well, I’ve found them to be pretty inspiring people who not only can relate to you, but are the most friendliest people I’ve ever met. I’m sure any blogger would admit when I say this, but even when you write for your own pleasure or as an outlet you still tap into that competitive nature that everyone has within. Now every person would be lyin’ if they said they sometimes didn’t feel as good as other bloggers, wondered why they had lesser followers and fewer opportunities, but as long as you keep your eye on the goal then it’s fine and good things come in time. I may not have thousands of Instagram followers, Twitter or Bloglovin’ and my daily views may only just be reaching higher stats recently, but I’ve realised when I’m being hard on myself to go back to just why your doing this, and then I realise it’s for my love of writing and ramblin’ on.
2014 through to 2015 for me was a pretty pivotal year. Not only had I had some great differences in my personal life(goin’ to NYC-ER, HELLO AMAZING) and moving in with the boyfriend, but I’d managed to fight the fear and pursue anything that made me happy. As life is for experiencing and truly living so off I went. From randomly interning in Paris for Zac Posen fashion week, writing for two magazines twice weekly, attending blogger events, building up my profile and generally going out of my way, I’d realised that if I was to try such amazin’ things then the time would have to be now. As depressing as it is to say, but if I’ve leaarnt anything from my Nana’s death is that life is far too short to not have confidence in yourself and your abilities. Sod those people who hate, judge or laugh at that cringeworthy Instagram photo, as one day you’ll be sat feelin’ content(hopefully with a G&T in hand) when they’ll be moping they’re life away with a can of Red stripe As time passes on and we’re nearly half way through 2015(btw , HOW?) I aim to throw myself head first into this one and make not only the beginning great, but the ending even better. Here’s to 2015 and for anyone who actually reads this(as I still believe no-one really does)- THANKYOU!
Below are a few of my pivitol moments from the beginning of the blog to now.
Enjoy, you lovely people…
Meeting this lovely one for the very first time- Laura from Fashion eat star.
On to the next year!
x Em x