Through my eyes, my two daughters are of course beautiful. I will always see their beauty. But how will they appreciate their own beauty as they grow up? What will they be thinking about when they look at themselves in the mirror? I’ve started to think about this more for a number of reasons. Three-year old Big Munch starts school next year. She will enter school life and be exposed to all of the body-image issues it brings with being around so many other girls and boys. She will start building her own identity. She will become more aware of her personality as well as her looks.
I often sense a special buzz around London in mid September and February. It lasts about a week in both months. I suddenly notice the tall girls walk around with their portfolios on their way to various appointments, especially as I work near Shoreditch or I might be hanging about town. It brings back memories. It makes me wonder how these girls are doing in their careers. The feeling of London Fashion Week actually gives me butterflies.
My first taste of London Fashion Week was during University. As a single parent, my mum worked really hard so my big brother and I could go to university in London. One day I was out shopping with my Didi (AKA my cousin who’s like my big sis) when we were stopped by a stylist in Covent Garden. Continue reading