LONDON. DUBAI. LONDON.
So, I was born in London in 1985 and although I have been blessed with many vacations across the world in my time, I have more recently been extremely blessed to have lived for several months in India whilst researching fabrics, as well as spent a year living in Dubai.
I never thought I would have it in me to relocate to another country, it may sound odd to some – most of my friends are beautiful souls who have in fact relocated to London from all over the world, and some are able to just, well…kind of “get up and go” to the next city that they want to explore. It’s just I’ve always loved London, its my home and I’ve worked in the west end for the last 12 years of my life.
I know it like the back of my hand, and I’ve been lucky to also learn of some of the hidden gems from my dad, who has worked most of his life in Central London. I have my favourite hangout which I fell in love with 10 years ago at an industry event – Sketch. I’ve figured the best place to take a garment to get it fixed; worked weeks on end with no salary to style and assist at LFW; and lived in the smallest studio flat you can imagine, when I first moved to Earl’s Court 9 years ago.
As much as I love the slightly dishevelled rock & roll style Londoners have adopted – you have to admit the women here have a fiercely beautiful yet androgynous quality and the men have mastered the art of balance – off duty biker/on duty sartorial tailoring with buckets of sex appeal…for the first time in my 30 years, I felt as though I had fallen out of love with London. And it took moving abroad for a year to fall back in love with the city and realise it’s home, and it’s where I’m happy!
There can be a real intense energy when working in the city – especially over fashion week which is usually the busiest time of the year for me, but in late 2015, I had started to feel as though I had been consumed by this concrete jungle. So in the realisation that I was no longer happy in London, I had made the decision to relocate…to Dubai! Don’t get me wrong, I most definitely was not leaving the industry I’m already in. I love fashion far too much to walk away and I pretty much feed off of anything, or any place, that I can find sources to manifest my creativity. I just needed new surroundings, new challenges…and a new start, I think.
When I had moved to Dubai, I knew I had to adopt the mantra ‘work hard, play hard’ (it’s a 6 day week in Dubai), I also had sun, sea and sand (I was seeking all three). Nerves were getting the better of me a few weeks before I had moved – How will I settle in? What if I don’t like it out there long-term? Also I cannot put into words just how much I kept thinking about missing my family, but I was lucky to have my sister and her husband out there. Lucky for me, they moved out there two years ago!
There was excitement running through every inch of my body – the strolls along the beach, meeting people and making new friends from all walks of life, you know… shaking things up a little…yes I was thinking I would try some adrenaline-inducing sport (sky Dubai and zip-lining were at the top of my list-it didn’t happen but there’s always the future!) and well, live a little more! I wanted to start living and loving life more, and whilst I was initially with a glass of my favourite Red in hand when I first started writing this, so possibly slightly braver than usual, I had come to the conclusion that relocating is something I needed to do. For me.
I have since updated this, given that I first started writing this in March 2016 and it is now a year later and I have since moved to Dubai, and back to London! And I’m proud to share that I’ve come back possibly 10x stronger, and 20x happier than when I left. I have met people from all over the world and made some wonderful friends – which have taught me a lot about myself, and I feel so proud of myself, my achievements, and my life!
I’ve also fallen in love (again) with London and think I’ve turned into one of those rare individuals that actually weaves in and out of the crowds in London trying to get from A to B, all whilst (wait for it) smiling. I know…it’s pretty rare to see a weaver (as I call them) smiling, but hey…what can I say, I’m happy!
This blog is to not only share my love and views on Fashion, but also share my experiences, my travels – which I’m hoping to do more of, and I hope you enjoy my journey with me. Whatever has happened over the past year, I’m thankful for where it has brought me. I’ve learnt lessons, lost some, gained some – but I know where I am is where I am meant to be, and I’m excited for what the future holds. I hope you enjoy this with me!
With love… Me x