Picture this, it’s me at 8 years old laying down on my front, legs crossed behind me and the tv’s on, it’s a rainy Sunday afternoon and it’s the perfect day for some family time. Instead of me taking any interest in the rugby game that’s playing in front of me, I’m flicking through magazines, mesmerised not only by the current catwalk beauty trends but also the old vintage photos of Marylin Monroe, Twiggy and Audrey Hepburn…and that’s where it all began, the beauty of looking at such beautiful women and their classic makeup looks/hairstyles and that was it, I’m trapped in the world of beauty.
The obsession continued throughout the years, I was truly inspired as my love grew for vintage photos and magazines, my bedroom walls were plastered with black and white pictures of Marylin and I’d dream of the day where I became Audrey Hepburn in my own version of ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s’. What I’d give to just be effortlessly beautiful. I, not only was captured by the simplicity of the strong black eyeliner and the classic red lip but the power it gave all those women I looked up to and still very much do. Who knew the power of beauty would change the life of an 8-year-old forever.
Now at 19 years old, I have set up my own beauty blog and my makeup collection is evergrowing as is my passion for the beauty world. Some days though I do start to lose this passion and as I start to lose track of the reasons behind starting my beauty blog, the memories of me first seeing those vintage photos and flicking through those trashy catwalk magazines back on those Sunday afternoons, almost slip away from me. All it takes is for me to sit down, apply that simple but bold eyeliner and put on that forgotten classic red lippie hidden in my collection, and soon enough the passion is flowing back through me.
So now, I am looking at myself in my laptop screen whilst I am writing this, smiling. All because that passion I thought I had lost for all these months, has finally come flooding back through my fingertips and boy, does it feel good to be writing blog posts again. A lesson that I have learnt from not just my family but from those close around me, is that sometimes you may lose sight of your dreams and your spirit but that doesn’t mean it’s lost forever. It’ll come back to you if you stay devoted and work hard for what you’re most enthusiastic about. So please, never ever give up on your dreams, you’ll reach for the stars one day and you’ll land yourself back in that happy place doing what you love soon enough.
And don’t just take my word for it!