It’s been a month since I packed up my life in Durban and moved to the famous city of Johannesburg. We had just moved in together when Dan, le boyfriend, got the opportunity to work up here. In Durban I had a stable job working as an assistant for a well-known fashion designer, and I was in the process of finishing a diploma in Fashion Journalism. Life was comfortable, and we were happy. The timing couldn’t have been worse. After much thought and consideration, I came to the realisation that opportunities don’t always come at the right time, but when they do, you better grab ‘em with both hands! Dan moved to Jo’burg a week later, and after three months of agonizing separation (long distance is a bitch), I joined him.
So far it’s been a challenging and thrilling journey. Living in the urban neighbourhood of Maboneng has been ideal in terms of starting this blog. It’s full of creativity and artistic minds. People are electric here, with amazing style and a strong sense of purpose. Inspiring and intimidating at the same time. I’m beyond motivated to get out there and start something great, something that I can call mine. It helps that I have the freedom to choose whether I’d like to work from my beautiful loft apartment or at any of the trendy cafés or restaurants around the corner.
This blog has been in the works for just over a year now, mainly because I’m a very good procrastinator and an even better over thinker. I’ve spent a year analysing every way I could fail and thus been my greatest enemy. So now I’ve set a goal, and that goal is to have a fully functional lifestyle blog by the time I’m 23. That gives me two months.
I’m not a professional; In fact I’m the exact opposite. I’m not a fashionista or beauty expert either. I’m not equipped with the knowledge of the latest trends or a closet filled with hundreds of shoes. But I know what I like, and that may not be what’s in fashion at the moment, but might be next year. You could say I’m avant garde, or very far behind. I don’t like fast fashion, but timeless pieces that I can treasure for a lifetime. That’s why most of my clothing comes from old second hand-clothing establishments that nobody’s heard of (HMU if you know of any rad spots in Jozi). I’m just your average style-ish girl with a passion for travel and adventure, who sometimes feels like an 80’s glam rocker chick trapped in a millennial’s body.
This is my journey and I’m just the right amount of crazy to tell you all about it.
All images by Meghan Holmes.15