I reached for my hidden journal and wrote a note to my future self to live. To actually live her life and remember me, her younger self, that is desperately waiting to live a life I am in control of.
Exploring the dark side of fashion and exposing it’s haute couture’s polluting, unforgiving, cheap chic cousin: fast fashion.
One of the hardest things in life to learn is that it’s okay to cry. At least for me, crying (especially in front of people) is one of the most difficult things to do. What can I say, I bottle things up. I let all of my feelings take up so much space in my mind there isn’t room for much else.
I will say, if it weren’t for the recent discussion around it, I would still be lost in my own thoughts of who I am and how to identify myself.
Throughout history, we see women being robbed of their choices to express themselves in the way they want to.