Ever since I can remember I have had this inexplicable affinity to fashion – a strong, deep, burning desire to wear and be wrapped up in beautiful fabric and timeless clothes. Where did it come from? I do not know. I grew up in the country on a wheat and sheep farm in Western Australia, miles away from the influence and glamour of city life. As a child, perhaps it was the old black and white matinee movies of the 1940’s and 1950’s my sisters and I used to watch on TV. Perhaps it was the picture of my mother on her wedding day and the white satin dress she wore. Perhaps it was my stoic German Grandmother who lived in the city. She was always perfectly groomed from the moment she woke up until the time she retired to her bedroom in the evening.
In my teenage years, I dreamed of wearing exquisite haute couture gowns and desperately wanted to be a supermodel and fashion muse. My Aunt recalls I would save all my pocket money in order to buy fashion magazines. I started with Dolly, then progressed to Cleo, Cosmopolitan and all the way up to Vogue. Obviously my supermodel dreams were shattered when I stopped growing, unlike the supermodels of the 1980’s and 1990’s who were splashed all over the pages of the fashion magazines I religiously poured over (Elle MacPherson, Naomi Campbell, Linda Evangelista, Helena Christiansen, Cindy Crawford, Claudia Schiffer).
Growing up on a farm and then moving to a small country town, I was blind to what opportunities fashion could bring. And in hindsight, I lacked the courage to find out. After finishing high school and working a few odd part-time jobs, I ended up working in retail fashion. At first I enjoyed my job. Merchandising was the most fun aspect and helping women put together an outfit they loved was the most rewarding. However, the boredom of hours without customers, aching legs and feet from standing all day, and a calling to use my brain more intellectually eventually drove me to university. Besides fashion, I developed a keen interest in philosophy in my early twenties, which went on to influence my decision to study organisational psychology. Six years later when I graduated from university, I gave up working part-time in retail fashion and buried my desire for a career in fashion. Fast forward 15 years, unfulfilled with corporate life and the bubbling desire for fashion, travel and creative expression bursting forth, I recently left the corporate machine to take a break and reevaluate my true path in life.
Early life circumstances, choices I made (or didn’t make), and fear – all of these took me in another direction, galloping away with my true desire. I ended up in a career which ultimately left me feeling unfulfilled and creatively stifled. This blog is bringing me back, full circle to my true passion. A creative outlet to express who I am through fashion and my love of travel, photography and the arts which I developed later in life. Through my stories and posts I hope I inspire you to follow your dreams too – better late than never!