I thought it might be nice to share a little bit of my history with you, a glimpse into the path that led me here.
When I was a little girl, my mum was approached a number of times for me to model. I think it was largely due to my unusual hair colour—something that caught people’s eyes. She said “no” a few times, wary of what it might mean for a child to enter that world, and then, after some time, she agreed for me to do a spread in Harpers and Queen.
I was five, and I absolutely adored it. I still remember how special I felt slipping into those beautiful clothes and, oh, the white patent leather shoes—they captured my heart! I loved those shoes so much that I desperately wanted to take them home.
As a child, I was quite the femme girl, always in dresses and skirts. So, when they dressed me in trousers, I couldn’t help but be a little baffled; I thought, “Aren’t these boys’ clothes?” It was a different time, and in my young mind, trousers were still something of a novelty for girls. And if you look at the front cover of that magazine, you’ll see the model holding a phone headset.
It’s funny to think about now, but back then, not everyone had a phone in their home. It symbolised modernity, a hint of sophistication—how cool she must’ve seemed, connected to the world in a way that felt almost unattainable.
This particular photoshoot was filled with colour and creativity. They let me draw and paint to my heart’s content while they prepared things around me, and if you look at the photos, you’ll see my little works of art scattered here and there.
Growing up in Battersea opposite a tower block, I was inspired by the world around me. There’s a tower block, an owl, and a pussycat in my drawings—and, yes, quite a few two-finger salutes! I think I must have seen a bit of that growing up, a little glimpse of the cheeky side of city life.
I spent many holidays in Wales with my granny Gu or my Aunty Eve, wonderful women who filled my childhood with warmth. That Easter, when the magazine finally arrived, Granny’s postman came to the door, and as I stood behind her, he recognised me from the magazine. That moment was strange and wonderful, a warm little brush with fame.
I definitely wished to leave school and carry on modelling. It wasn’t an option as my mum stopped it there till later, I had the chance to be in a short film and to model for Laura Ashley, and those moments rekindled that early spark, even if just for a little while.
I share all this with you because those early experiences—the joy of being focused on, the feeling of being celebrated and valued—shaped me deeply. Now, when I run my workshops, my intention is to offer those same feelings to others: a safe, creative space where people feel truly seen and heard. It’s always a privilege to witness what unfolds when someone is given that opportunity to be centred, celebrated, and nurtured.
This is why I regularly host engaging, insightful workshops; it is my goal to create experiences and connections that make a lasting impact in one’s life. Let’s open our hearts to love and vitality together.
I know how precious those moments of stillness and self-reflection can be, and I truly hope you’re finding space to simply breathe and let yourself be.
