Womanhood and Blue Boobies

Without realising it, last year ended up marking a turning point in my life (one of many I'm sure, and nowhere near as grand as it sounds). The year worked as a transitional period  between whatever was before and this new sense of self-establishment mixed with comfortable uncertainty that I am calling the beginnings of womanhood. 

On various occasions last year my friends and I discussed what it is to be a woman, when do you believe you are a woman? Is it when you get your period? Is it when you turn 18? Is it different for each woman? The last one seems to fit most easily, because, despite the phrase quickly becoming cliche, every person (every woman in this case) is different. We all experience things differently despite being products of the same Western society. And that's quite fantastic.

My transition last year wasn't from an unknowing youth to an all-knowing adult - quite the opposite. I arrived at university feeling confident in myself (I thought) and reasonably sure of the person I was in relation to all these new acquaintances. However, after many challenging months in uni accommodation - in wonderful but at times intoxicating proximity to so many adolescents trying desperately to find a substantial part of themselves - my confidence took a nose-dive, albeit a temporary and situational one. At the time I believed it was my own weakness and frailty that was letting me down, that I needed to get a grip. As it turns out, as soon as I left the environment of college (not the people, the people were lovely and I am by no means shitting on college as a whole) and spent a month with my family I felt myself slowly release a year's worth of tension. I began to regain some of the grip I once had on myself and felt my confidence regaining strength. However, as the new year began and I reflected on all that had happened to the world and to me in 2017, I came to understand that I hadn't just lost something and found it again. I had lost it, grown the beginnings of something else and then luckily found the space among my family to get comfortable in the new me. In short, I found a new me that I didn't know had been developing.

So, I begin 2018 knowing myself in a new kind of way, but knowing myself all the same. I think that's all I hope for at the end and beginning of a new run at 12 months of life - to feel at home in my skin. As aforementioned, I feel like this new but not dramatically different me is my version of womanhood. I can't really explain it or define it, and it may slip away before the month is out, but something occurred and now I feel like a woman.

It didn't feel like a strong enough statement for 2018 to just say "I feel like a woman, and now I shall act like one". As discussed, the definition of a woman is so confused and vague. So I decided to analyse what feels different in order for me to feel like a woman and what this year of womanhood means to me at this time. Firstly, I realised that a large part of the transition occurred at times towards the end of the year when I forced myself to come to terms with my faults and failings...and it unexpectedly felt good. I think the reason was that I began to see the incredible value (for me anyway) of measuring myself by my own standards, not those of society. I think this is a hugely important aspect to a new kind of self-awareness. For example, when a woman or girl compares herself to others, the traits that are illuminated are the ones the woman lacks in relation to the other. And obviously it is more beneficial to focus on your positives rather than your negatives - this is well established. However, what I am discovering now is the empowering ability of total self-awareness: looking openly at the good, the bad, the ugly in yourself. The key is to be aware of the whole truth without comparing it to someone else's truth, because it's impossible to know theirs completely. It is terrifying to base an understanding of yourself on self-devised standards and rules, but it is powerful because there is nowhere to hide. After a while of being faced with yourself for long enough, you begin to feel comfort in the uncertainties and flaws and they become less crippling. For the sake of this form of self-development I choose to believe I have free will and the strength to understand myself regardless of society, but I am so aware underneath it all that I can never disconnect from it all, that it is an indeterminable part of my intellect. Conversely, I also think that the concept of society is puzzling, this is well-known. To help sooth my concerns about how it effects my judgement and understanding of myself, I think about how society is made up of several minds equally unable to know the other's truth and perspective of the world. Thus, our efforts to please society - this collection of minds under the false impression that we share the same understanding of what is good and what is bad - and our method of self-realisation through measuring ourselves against a common scale are unsurprisingly fruitless.

So if none of that made sense (it barely makes sense to me) then I will leave you with my recently decide mantra for 2018 based on these confused thoughts, as well as my traditional naming of my year to come.

Last year was the year of the honey badger due to the animal's feisty but beautiful persona and attitude. I believe I wanted to approach the newness of it all with this strength, and felt as though I could. I'm not sure if it ended up being relevant to the whole year, but I think I will take the badger spirit with me throughout the rest of my life because I can't see that attitude ever being a disadvantage. 

This year I have decided to live by the words:

Be your own measure. Be unafraid of the whole truth.

And so 2018 shall be the year of being unafraid and thus The Year of the Blue-footed Booby.



It's great, I know. Blue-footed Boobies on the Galapagos Islands are notoriously unafraid of humans - you can walk straight up to them. While it may lead to their extinction because it makes them easy prey, and that's really kind of a stupid survival tactic, I admire their unorthodox and poorly thought out bravery. Embrace the flaws and be brave anyway!

Take a look at this video and tell me you don't see how inspirational they are! Well you follow what feels right for you, but I'm gonna follow their lead ;)

Thanks for reading this hogwash, have year that means something to you everyone, and be your fabulous selves!

Kate x

Gap Year Student

I have decided that a gap year is not a break from education, instead it is a shift from maths tests and English essays to a school of how to be you (at least this was my experience). It seems quite foolish now not to have thought this is what a gap year might be like, but truthfully I didn't have any preconceptions of what the non-travelling, working a real job, still living at home kind of gap year would entail. All I had known since I was 4 or 5 was how to go to school and have holidays and just breeze effortlessly through it all. 

It turns out that if you take away one rewarding, challenging and predetermined routine, replace it with a new one that involves more repetitive, less mentally stimulating activities of which the end goal is mostly to make money, your life ends up feeling a little lacking and pointless. I worked in the hospitality industry last year as a waitress kind of person. While I learned a lot of valuable skills, gained experience for future jobs and now love the people I work with and this particular cafe environment, I initially found it very difficult to stay motivated. Frankly, I found it difficult to see the point and at times doubted my decision to have a gap year. Winter was especially rough - the winter blues were truly felt because of personal changes and friend dramas on top of the whole 'what am I doing with my life?' thing. Anyway, I think I better move on before I lose you as you roll your eyes at my typical mopey adolescent winging. 

While I was dealing with/ignoring/winging about  my incessant, and really bloody annoying, inner turmoil and monologue, I was also weaselling my way into an unsuspecting new friend group who didn't see me coming (mwahaha and now they're stuck with me!). A bunch of boys and gals whom I'd attended school with and always enjoyed the company of, but whom I'd never really got close to. It's not always easy to feel comfortable or welcome in a group who are already so close and have inside jokes, but, due to the extraordinary nature of these wonderful individuals it didn't take me too long to let myself relax and be happy, and fall in love with them (in a non-creepy, desperate or clingy way). It didn't happen instantaneously, but eventually I felt at home with them.

In addition to some big changes in 2016 I also grew my online business and had a lot of fun exploring the ups and downs of running it and the stimulation of developing my creative practice. In terms of creating, I also made some clothes, crocheted quit a bit, knitted a jumper and had a go at various other things. Following up on some of my new years resolutions...or maybe goals would be a more appropriate term, I read some wonderful books this year (though not one each month), and bought quite a few more; I did lots of yoga (not every day as planned); I did a fair bit of cooking and strengthened my love of veggies; I had a lovely arty trip to Melbourne with my Ma; I saved up a bit of money to get me started in Hobart this year. All in all not a bad achievement for weird and difficult year. 

To say the least it was an interesting year, but, to say more, it has probably been the most formative of my life so far. In summary, 2016 was an emotional rollercoaster a mental cross country. The combination of uncertainty and uncomfortable, but necessary and logical, change was the best thing to concrete my values and ambitions. I don't think a university degree is something to be taken on without serious consideration, and while I was fairly certain of what degree I wanted to undertake, I also didn't feel ready, in any sense of the word. Now, at the beginning of 2017 I feel a great relief that I have reached the new year and it's now finally time to begin something new. It feels like it's been a long time coming and the wait has been painful, but I know that I would have denied myself so much personal development and joy and some wonderful experiences had I gone head first into university life. I am a completely new person - I feel happy and confident, going into the next stage of my life, that I can build myself into the woman I think I want to be. With a clearer view of my values and ambitions I can stroll into unknown territory unafraid(-ish). Obviously a portion of me is scared of getting things wrong this year and living away from my brilliant family, but it is all made irrelevant by the immense opportunity that is ready for me to snatch it up, immerse myself in it and to make my own.

I wrote this post mostly for therapeutic reasons, and partly because I felt like getting back to blogging and this felt like an appropriate time to do so, but also because I thought it might be a good for 2017 gap year students to read. I don't know about you but I find it comforting and interesting to read about other people's experience of something I am about to put myself through thinking of doing. If you are unsure about whether to zoom straight to university or spend a year having a 'break' then maybe you'd like my opinion (or maybe not). For me a gap year was the best thing I could have done, even though it only started to feel that way around August and I might possibly be romanticising it a tad in this blog post. My advice is listen to your mind and your body - if you feel like you should because that's what studious people do, or that you would like to have a gap year but don't know whether it's worth it, then a gap year is probably the right answer. You could also opt for a fancy travelling kind of gap year too, i'm sure you learn a lot about yourself on one of those too. You just spend a lot more money...Go on - become a student of you! Of course, everyone is different and has different things to think about, but try to listen to you rather than every-fucking-one else. Well maybe listen to them a little bit if they are older and wiser than you, but NOT TOO MUCH, ok?

Anyway, happy new year to who ever you are, reading this. Each year I create a photo album on Facebook with the title 'The Year of the [insert interesting animal name here]'. Late year was The Year of the Butterfly - a transformative creature. This year it is The Year of the Honey Badger. Honey Badgers are both cute and fluffy, and incredibly feisty - it seemed appropriate considering my 'you go girl' head space going into 2017. 

cute.

terrifying.

I don't know if I'll blog much this year - largely depends on whether I have anything interesting to say. Talk soon (when something interesting comes up)

xx Love Kate xx

My family and my life.

My family heals me; nurtures my soul; inspires me; cares for me; is proud of me; is honest with me; trusts me; believes in me; supports me; keeps me sane; keeps me grounded; loves me. I know these words aren't ground breaking in terms of the theme of family love, but it's difficult to find sentences that can evoke the happiness I feel when my family is together in one place.

My family, minus one brother who is busy at university, went on a day trip to Holwell Gorge, somewhere between Exeter and Frankford (I think). It was my other brother's last day visiting us before flying back to Western Australia, so we thought we'd better do something a bit interesting.

The Gorge was beautiful, but very cold as the tall trees cut out most of the sunlight. We weren't sure if there would be a walk for us to do because a few years ago landslides had destroyed parts of the track and we weren't sure what had been done since to restore it. The track was visible, however, so we decided to have a go. A few big, inconveniently placed trees made the track into a bit of an obstacle course, and eventually the trees became too big to straddle. But, I got a few decent pictures and only fell on my face once, so all in all it was a pretty lovely day out with clear blue skies, an energetic dog and my brilliant family. Or at least that's what we all thought until we clambered back into the car and soon after discovered several fat, black and malleable leaches - all of which ended up having a little flying adventure out the car window.

xx Thanks for reading xx

Hopefully I will get back to not being a slacker with blog posts some time soon.

Love Kate.

Businesses doing good things

Over my lifetime, I have become increasingly aware of environmental and social sustainability, ethical businesses and related issues. I naturally developed my own values and beliefs as I became more knowledgeable. The more I learn, the more companies I discover who have chosen to be mindful of people and planet, producing low impact products and trying to promote a different way of consuming.

It's often difficult to find such brands, though they have been becoming better known over the past couple of years, and when you find them the prices can be surprising when you are used to cheap as chips Kmart sort of prices. But, in truth, if you want to live with lower impact to the earth while supporting the people who work for these companies, you have to be willing to pay reasonable prices for good quality products. What you can do to save yourself some money is teach yourself to buy fewer clothes and beauty products. Look at fashion as an investment, buy good quality, ethical clothes (that aren't going to be cheap), but don't buy something new every week. If you buy fewer clothes, but of the good sort, and treat them well then they will last you longer and treat you better.

However, here in lies the problem of changing fashions and wanting to remain a young adult who has a sense of fashion that is somewhat accepted by society. I, for one, love fashion, I love being inspired by it, being creative with it and feeling confident in something that is slightly vintage, slightly op-shop, slightly hipster, but, most importantly, a whole lot of me. It is how we present our personalities to the world, to a degree, and how express ourselves. If you too enjoy keeping up with fashions or creating your own and thus feel the need to add to your wardrobe regularly, then firstly, you too probably have more clothes than you need and, secondly, spend more money than you'd like to on looking they way you want to. Having sensible parents with a middle class income and a mortgage, I was never allowed to indulge my want for regular new and different clothes, and I quickly realised that this was a good thing. However, that doesn't mean I don't have way too many clothes. For as long as I can remember, Mum and I have been shopping at the Salvos, City Mission, Vinnies, the Red Cross Shop etc. It got to a point a few years ago where most of my wardrobe consisted of op shop finds, so I have calmed down a bit over the past few years. Yes op shops are cheap, but even more brilliantly, they often support a good cause. So simultaneously, while you are doing good by supporting these charity shops your are NOT supporting the fast fashion brands that are not ethical or sustainable. Another of my favourite things about shopping second hand clothes is the variety and the vintage beauties available for next to nothing. Mind you, you have to have a well trained eye to find them!

A Norwegian hand knitted 100% woollen jumper I found the other week in City mission for $6!

Just one of the many things I have found in op shops over my lifetime.

Something else I do, which isn't for everyone and is fairly easy to do if you have a mother who has taught you such skills from an early age, is make my own clothes. I love it. I love making things in general so when you combine creating, a wide variety of sewing patterns to choose from, the skill to change a pattern up so it's exactly what you have pictured in your head, and being able to wear the result - what's not to love! Sewing seems difficult when looking at it from the outside, but, I promise that it really is a case of practice makes ...wearable results! As you keep sewing you build up the confidence to eventually sew things that you can get proper wear out of. I didn't wear the first few things I made more than once, but the better I got at sewing and the more confident I got, the more I was able to create pieces that fitted me, suited me and were even a bit hip ;) So even if you think you're too old to learn or have no one to teach you, if you can get your hands on a sewing machine there are plenty of books out there that can help, as well YouTube videos and even paid classes if you're really dedicated. 

To finish a piece of clothing, with many mistakes and bugger moments along the way, and to love it when you try it on, is one of the most exciting, freeing and rewarding experiences. Plus, you know for sure who made it and if you're extra careful you can even make sure the fabric used is ethically produced too. You can truly take control of your fashion and its impact.

Conversely, op shops and home made clothes aren't the only alternative to fast fashion brands, there are plenty of ethically managed fashion labels and cosmetics and beauty labels who are working their buts off to give the world happier alternatives. And a great many of them are Australian owned. Because it is fashion revolution week, and I coincidently had the idea for this blog post, I thought I would share a list of my favourite, tried and trusted, ethical and more sustainable fashion and beauty brands. And I apologise to any men reading this in advance that they are mostly women's brands, but some of them do cater for both and all in between.

1. Dharma Bums - I am a yoga fan and found this Australian yoga and active wear company a few years ago. They make gorgeous printed leggings and sports bras and all that sporty stuff.
      'All Dharma Bums clothing is designed, printed and made here in Australia, close to the home of the head office. By working closely with our partners in the supplier chain we are able this ensure ethical and fair working conditions to all those involved in helping us bring the product to you.' 

This quote is from the website, where they tell you all about the company and it's mission - always a good sign when a company openly discloses everything about their products.

2. Vege Threads - This Australian label sells basics that are a bit more special than your average basic. Their production is moving towards 100% Australian this year and all garments are dyed in Australia. They also use certified organic fabrics. Check 'em out.

3. Thunderpants - A New Zealand label here to fill your under garment requirements. Made in New Zealand from Organic cotton that comes from Indonesia. They have some pretty snazzy prints, which is another bonus. 'Exacting standards and keeping it local' - from website.

4. Alas - A sleepwear label who's products are 'made in India where the cotton is also grown, spun, woven and dyed. All of our garments are constructed with GOTS (Global Organic Textile Standard) certified organic cotton, in fair labour, sweatshop-free factories. We visit our producers regularly to maintain strong relationships and trust between all parties. We believe this personal approach is the best way to ensure the integrity of each factory.' 

While the clothes aren't made in Australia the company includes information about the Indian factories. I have a onsie from Alas that is heavenly comfortable and looks so cute! 

Image from http://alasthelabel.com/

5. Tightology - 'Tightology is an Australian independent label producing hosiery and essential consumer products, with a social and environmental conscience and a considered approach to design. Made in Australia and Italy we are known for our use of fine materials, detailed design approach and luxurious fibres.' Yes, I am getting lazy and just copying the descriptions from the websites. Deal.

6. Etiko - An Australian brand who make ethical versions of popular shoes like Converse, Toms and thongs, which sounds a bit dodgy, but it's actually great. If you think about it, Kmart, Target and similar shops rip off the same brands and charge half they price. The only difference between them and Etiko is that Etiko is ethical and has been awarded for the way they business. They also make clothing, but footwear is their main gig.

7. Inkkas - An American footwear brand. They make gorgeously colourful Latin America inspired casual and smart casual shoes (sneakers, sandals, boots etc.), and they do it ethically and sustainably. 'using authentic textiles and working with local artisans and launched the Inkkas brand to create footwear that connects the world.' - from website.


8. Duckfeet Shoes - 'Quality is the heart of Duckfeet shoes.' These gorgeous Danish boots, Mary Janes and similar kinds of shoes are hand crafted, made from leather and died with vegetable dyes. And my mum vouches for their comfort.


9. Veja shoes - There's a lot to say about Veja, but I'll just say they are extremely ethical and focused on sustainability. So check out their about page. They produce casual/smart casual shoes as well, quite slick and urban style.

10. mighty good  undie - An Australian label who produce 'affordable organic quality' underwear for everyone.

11. Cue - Cue is an Australian brand that is well known and mingles among the most popular fashion industry brands, in department stores like Myer and David Jones. What many don't know is that it is an ethically accredited brand by Ethical Clothing Australia.

12. Sukin - An Australian skincare brand whose slogan is 'Skincare that doesn't cost the earth.' 'Nuf said. I have been using their products on my sensitive combination skin for about 5 years now.

13. Natio - Another Australian skincare and cosmetics brand that I adore! Their plant based products are not tested on animals, made in Australia, the packaging is recyclable and most importantly just works with my skin. They do as much as they can to continually improve the sustainability of their products and reduce their impact on the environment. 

14. Simpleasthatskin - This Australian owned and made, organic, fair trade, vegan skincare brand is a smaller company that I haven't tried yet...but they sound fab so far! 
     'using the fewest ingredients possible to promote natural beauty.' - from website.

15. The good polish - Vegan, cruelty free and made in Australia, this nail polish brand was founded by two Sydney mums. As well as being a less toxic nail polish 'with heart', the company donates 30% of their profit to charities that support women and children in need.


There are plenty other brands that I haven't thought of or remembered in this list, but I often check out the brands that Frankie Magazine and Peppermint Magazine promote when looking for a new brand to get excited about.

So hopefully this post wasn't too lengthy for you to get through and you're reading this now thinking...well, ain't that a dandy thing to have read on a Sunday! And fingers crossed I have pointed you towards some brands you can try and trust and love for the rest of your life, knowing you are lowering your impact on earth and contributing to ethical business practices, increasing the quality of life for many.

I'll leave you with a quote from the Dharma Bums website -

'We believe that given the choice people will choose to support a company that shares their values and helps create a difference. We aim to offer you that choice.'

xx Thanks for reading lovely people,

Love Kate xx

Handmade (with love) in Tasmania

My mum's third doll making class was held this weekend in our cosy (slightly squishy) playroom. 6 women - creators, mums, a collector,and all Waldorf doll enthusiasts - came from both interstate and within Tasmania to learn what it is to create a Waldorf style cloth doll from scratch. What could have been a very uncomfortable weekend - having 6 strange doll loving women in your home - was in fact a happy, refreshing two days, due to the wonderfully interesting, kind and polite nature of our guests. Using all natural fibres, a bit of sweat and more hands than they had available, each of them created a beautiful little cloth person to take home and cherish.

 As each head was intricately assembled and the finished product realised, the creator fell in love with the face they had made with their own hands. Every unique head claimed to be the sweetest we'd seen.

It's always so interesting to meet new people who love to create and share the deep love my mum has for cloth dolls. I love hearing about their lives, about why they love dolls, how they discovered the Steiner lifestyle or the Waldorf doll, and how they came to know and admire my mum's beautiful dolls.

Something I realised over the course of the weekend was just how wonderful and refreshing it is to create things in the company of other people. It does get lonely and a little tedious making jewellery or crocheting something alone at a table or while watching tv or listening to music. To have people to talk to about unrelated things, and to help and receive help and inspiration from on your projects was such a gift. And I've decided I'd like to enjoy this gift more often. In my mind arose the idea of a craft group of friends who meet every other week on a Sunday, perhaps, drinking tea, catching up and working on something lovely with their hands. How nice. I think I may have to organise something or else be a lonely creator for the rest of my days, missing out on what was once a very common excuse to socialise.

xx Talk next month, Kate xx

The Window Seat

This morning (late morning) I showered, dressed, made a delicious cup of coffee and put on my Adele album, just like any Saturday. The chill vibes were overflowing, but I couldn't figure out why. As I sat in the chair next to the window seat in our playroom, I looked at the seat, the windows, through the open window into the garden and at the books that line the wall next to that corner. The air was crisp and the sun was warm, no leftover stench of yesterday's heat and sweat. Suddenly I realised what was different about this beautiful Saturday morning. Autumn was in the air and it made all the refreshing difference. It made the light funnel into the room in warm blocks and lines; the books feel close and nurturing; the terrarium seem cold and damp, unfreezing as the sun touched the glass panes. It was all highly poetic and very pretentious, but I didn't care because it made me feel ecstatic with the promise of something new and overwhelmingly grateful for this lovely nook of nature and books and music and yummy coffee in which I found myself this morn.

Don't know quite what this was, but if you liked it, please, do leave a comment. xx

2016 - Gap Year

Hello Come and Play Betsy May readers of 2016! Happy new year and welcome to my blog :)

For me, the beginning of each new year doesn't mean much, except an excuse to get all happy and a tad teary about what you and the people around you accomplished over the last year, or made it through in one piece. But, what always seems to naturally follow such reflections is the chance to set new goals and make a few plans for the twelve months that lie ahead of you. Months that are waiting to be used, enjoyed, completely missed in a blur of business, or wasted binge-watching hours of Netflix while you wallow in a pit of self-pity at the loss of your motivation - because Netflix is definitely the place you will find it again.

So, as always, in the days following my first proper New Years Eve - as it involved the perfect amount of alcohol and dancing with my best friends to live music at a festival- I began to think about how I would keep myself occupied over the next twelve months of not school. 

I decided not to post about my 'New Year's Resolutions' until I had given them a one month test run to see which ones would stick. I did wonder at whether anyone else would find my 2016 plans interesting, but, then I thought, who cares. This year was the first time I enjoyed making plans, because I was at liberty to decide everything for myself, so it felt right to publish them. I am looking forward to a year of working to accomplish them, because I know they will ensure my enjoyment of the majority of the next eleven months.

Anyway, I'll shut up now and just tell you about my possibly exciting and enlightening plans for 2016.

1. Aim to earn at least $50 a week from Etsy shop.

Click to see what's in store!

2. Get a part time or casual job.

3. Start doing Zumba again, and maybe hockey.

4. Do yoga once a day. (I haven't exactly done this, more like every other day, and no one said these were rules...more guidelines)

5. Cook tea once a week. (to give Mum a rest, but, also to make sure I have a good repertoire of meals for next year when I move out.)

6. Read one book each month. (so far I have been successful, and I have decided this was a very good idea for 2016. Highly recommend.)

7. Blog post once a month. (so far, so good - yay!)

8. Make 4 items of clothing this year. (I have made one dress so far this year and have 2 other pieces in the making, I think maybe I should have been a bit more ambitious than just 4, but, there's no harm in over-achieving haha.)

I wore my newly made red party dress to a Boy and Bear concert a few weeks ago!

9. Play the ukulele and piano regularly, sing.

10. Finish a folio or collection of art. (Perhaps to apply to be exhibited in Sawtooth gallery 2017, probably too ambitious, but, there's nothing wrong with dreaming big.)

11. Visit lots of galleries and exhibitions.

12. Travel interstate and visit relatives.

13. Road trip around Tasmania, camping, with best friend.

So there you go. A nice little assortment of creative, recreational, cultural and career goals. Hopefully I will come across extra exciting opportunities on my journey towards these goals as well.

While I enjoy thinking and talking and writing about myself greatly, I have to follow up a post like this with a reminder that there is something which overrides all my personal aspirations - laughing and enjoying every moment with my gorgeous family and beautiful friends. And, as luck would have it, being a part of their lives means I will in turn be a part of their journey to achieving their goals for 2016. Ain't it wonderful that you can do the things you love, while being surrounded, stimulated, inspired and supported by the people you love.



I would love to hear about your plans for 2016, thanks for reading my waffle about youthful epiphanies and post-school freedom.

xx Kate xx