Filed Under : Champagne Toasts & Sponsored Posts.

The other day a large package arrived at work. As this is a regular occurrence a colleague asked, "Do you mind if I ask what's in all these bags?". When I explained to her that it was clothes, she responded ... "I want to be a blogger too... I want free clothes...'


Ahh, darling if only it was that easy. If only she knew the lengthy email chain that led to those clothes getting delivered. If only she knew that once I carted this bag of clothes home (already ripping at the seams) the real work would begin. If only she knew the countless hours spent getting home from working 9-5, only to sit down at my laptop for another 4 or 5 hours. If only she knew just how hard I'd worked and that it wasn't always champagne toasts and sponsored posts. If only she knew I wasn't here for the freebies. If only she knew that free shoes and shirts didn't pay my bills.


And if ONLY my landlord accepted pairs of jeans in place of rent. Hell, my landlord and I are currently in a stand-off over what colour to paint  (and who is going to pay for) an "accent wall". Imagine her reaction if I offered her a swag bag in lieu of a security deposit.

But back to the blog, the truth is - this isn't my first foray into the blogosphere.  16-year old me used to write poems and share pictures of my own designs from my high school fashion shows on my very own blogspot, and I'd also contributed to a few of my friend's blogs while in Toronto. But I started to carve out this slice of the internet [] one year ago. 

At first, it started as a way to keep my family and friends up to date with all that was happening in London, inspired by Pelayo Diaz of who did the same many years ago. I read his blog faithfully as a 17-year old and loved his short daily anecdotes and sense of style. My goal was to share a little bit of my everyday - as it was impossible to call each of my relatives and close friends every few days to keep them updated. But as things go, the blog picked up traffic and thus more content had to be created... equalling even less time to catch up with my family and friends. 

Suffice to say I wouldn't change any of it, and am proud of how far I've come in just one year and would like to take a brief pause to toot my own horn (toot, toot!), give thanks for all the chance encounters I've had over the year, and remain hopeful for what's to come. 

In honor of the 1-year milestone here's a photo from each of the last 12 months... :)