A decline in freelance work recently, so hopefully that means an increase in the love I have for this neglected blog?
Blouse from Central | Bondi pants | Windsor Smith shoes | Tony Bianco purse | Cotton On sunnies
I've been thinking a lot about what I want to do lately. You see, I still have dreams about writing for a fashion magazine, but when they come up for air, they surface with my earliest ambition of wanting to be a newspaper journalist. Where I am now in life is caught between the two. Being a B2B (Business to Business) journalist means that I can't throw myself completely into the creative; into writing considered prose, or heck, even write like I'm speaking to an old, familiar friend. No, I have to use simple and succinct language, think about hits and what my angle is...completely different skills to say, a stylist, although ones that I have no regrets learning (and am still trying to learn).
What I've learnt so far - and I'm not trying to masquerade 22 years as a lifetime of knowledge - is that I simply don't know where I'm going to end up. I don't even know where I'm going next. But, as they say, half of the fun is enjoying the ride, so enjoy it I will.
Where do you want to end up, and are you on the path to getting there? xx