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Twenty Seventeen

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Two thousand and seventeen was a whirlwind; a beautiful mess of unpredictable, incredible, forgettable, indescribable, turbulent and transformational moments. I travelled to ten different cities, on nineteen planes and five trains and found myself changing with every crossing border. Looking back throughout this year, I have grown and changed and struggled and thrived, all at once and moments apart. I can barely remember the person I was at the beginning of the year or through the first few months. Only visual fragments can piece together such a time from which I have evolved from immensely. I made promises to myself that I both broke and kept, aspirations that I met and ran away from, all piecing together a year of contradictions and achievements, cold midnight skies and warm golden sunlight. It went so quickly that I kept a lot of it all to myself, photographs hidden in drawers and folders and half edits left untouched and unseen by the world; sharing it all mainly with myself. However, this coming year I want to share my …

Poem & Pictures from Warsaw

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After finishing my first year of university in Paris, the following two days were spent packing away my Parisian life and its belongings into three suitcases and a few bags, storing them away, eating sushi and wandering around Paris with a friend. Travelling was next on the agenda and i packed away my things to hop on a morning plane the next day to go to Berlin, Warsaw and London. Packing away all of my things for storage while i am away from Paris for the summer was a strange process. Realising the unimportance of so many of the items and clothes i owned and realising that if i were to lose a suitcase in the sea, the world wouldn’t stop spinning. But regardless, i packed it all up and went on my way. Berlin was a fast paced sum of events that were washed away with the rain that fell when we arrived. Tourist attractions, a breathtaking hotel, delicious meals and attending a memorable event for my dads work. A rushed array of little …

Peonies & Colourful Streets

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A few weeks ago, the rain drizzled and avocado toast and flowers were on my mind. I met two friends at a small, lovely cafe called Peonies in the 10th arrondissement, the first cafe in Paris to sell flowers and coffee both in the same place. I wore my light pink jumper purely to match with the colours of the cafe. Small details that maybe only I notice but it’s the small things in life after all. I loved every part of the cafe, from it’s pastel pink tables to the floral artwork on its walls to the perfectly prepared avocado toast that successfully satisfied my cravings. Next time I go, I will definitely try their lovely looking sweet treats and will purchase a bouquet of flowers in the spring time and happily stroll along the streets of Paris with a full heart and soul.   The next weekend, I ventured out to rue Cremieux, which I had seen to promise colourful houses nestled away from Paris’s historic architecture, similar to houses in Notting Hill, which is one of my …