6 years later

I feel like this is the part in a movie where they fast forward and say

6 years later...

and you see the characters in different hairstyles, dressed slightly older or something

And so here I am, no longer in my early thirties, no longer in advertising. Well, I do still love fashion and food and travel and film and design. I am definitely older and heavier. And hopefully wiser and more confident.

The gap in this blog represents the some of the hardest times of my life so far. I'm sure they will surface here, somehow. Just don't wanna throw a gloomy blanket over the whole blog, hence the pensiveness.

I've thought a lot about why people blog. And why I love to read blogs. As a source of information it's great. And a form of voyeurism, it's scary. Which has been why I was so hesitant to blog, as I'm not sure if I welcome strangers such a deep look into me. I've bumped into bloggers whose blogs I read and I recognise their husbands, boyfriends, kids, etc. Not something I want happening to me!

Then why am I blogging again?

I think for me, it's simple.

I have things to say. Until I can decide who I wanna say them to, I will say them here.