Photos by: Annabel Allum
Scarf* (similar styles here): Charlotte Simone via Avenue 32
Jumper (sold out but similar here): Whistles
Jeans: Miss Selfridge
Bag*: Michael Kors via Monnier Fréres
Rings: Links of London
I’m in no way naive about the industry I work in. It moves at an alarming pace and as it becomes more saturated each and every day, so does the temptation to give up, give in and explore another avenue. I continue to be floored by the outstanding content produced by other bloggers; their imagery, their ideas and their achievements. And it’s something to be celebrated – it’s an honour to be part of such a wonderful community that didn’t even exist 10 years ago. But at the same time, it creates a lot of pressure to do something amazing – something totally original that hasn’t been done before. Which in a world full of creative and hugely talented individuals, you’d think wouldn’t be hard. But it is. We all put our own spin on things and we bring to the table our varying styles, thoughts and experiences. But to fight to the top and to gain widespread recognition, you have to go above and beyond to differentiate yourself.
And I still consider myself ‘amateur’. I’m not happy with my website (I know I need to invest in it), my numbers are a fraction of my peers (though I’ve learnt to take numbers with a pinch of salt) and the images I post are often not the images I wanted to create when they were taken. However, when I glance back at what I’ve achieved since I officially went *full time*, I am proud. I may not be content (and I will always strive to be better) but I’ve worked with brands I’ve loved and adored for years, I’ve travelled to several different countries (with many more in the pipeline for 2016) and I’ve created a community of people that willingly hold my hand when I need a bit of encouragement and support. People also tell me that I’ve helped them, through my expression of my own thoughts, feelings and experiences. And knowing that is priceless.
So on the days when I sit at my desk for hours on end, surrounded by empty wrappers (I’m a big stress eater) and resisting the urge to cry, these are the things I need to remember. Because even if I’m having a slow week and feeling like I’m not going anywhere, I love what I do. I absolutely love it. And there is nothing I would rather be doing. So here I am, declaring myself on the brink, a point at which I could walk away if I really wanted to (I don’t) and a point at which if I keep striving, keep working, keep collecting my small successes and pocketing them with pride, I might just make it.
Love, Beth xo.
Disclaimer: all items marked with an asterisk have been gifted to me for promotional purposes.