When was the last time you did something for yourself and not for the ‘gram? When was the last time you went to a cafe and it was not for posting purposes, but because you wanted peace and quiet as you enjoyed that cup of coffee? When was the last time you wore an outfit that you actually love, without social media telling you what to wear? As a social media gal, I admit to being guilty doing as such. However let’s not forget that before I am a blogger, influencer, social media enthusiast or any other expression they have…
“She barely blogs these days”, they said. “Blogging is so easy and simple.”, they said. Blogging for me, is not just something I do on weekends or in my spare time. Sometimes it takes me 3 days to make a blog post. From styling to photo shootings and editing, It can be a handful. Blogging is a full time job, but sometimes people underestimate the work that is put into this one post. When making a blog post I don’t just go out with a camera and shoot some street style pics, I really try to make my outfits different…
O Me! O Life! Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish, Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d, Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me, Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined, The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O…
Today we stand in front of you, exposed. Naked down to the core, to our very roots. We are #iamallwomen A group of three friends who decided to make change in our lives, to stop letting society and it’s unrealistic standards dictate our everyday routine. We stand here, in front of you, to show you you can do the same. We are here to make a change, make our voices heard, and inspire you to do so as well. Life is about acceptance and love. It’s about a positive mindset, attitude, and compassion. It is about surrounding yourself with positive…
A short but sweet tale of colors and apologies. Given,taken and the ones never received. Time has a funny way of grabbing you by the hair and teaching you lessons through the years doesn’t it? I didn’t used to be completely black or white. I was never sharp or candid nor was I ever straight forward. I would mask things in color. Being too shy to be black or white. I really was underdeveloped. I had found myself in rougher parts of the world. Perhaps the corners who knew only black and white to be the way of surviving. I…
