So here it is; the end of the decade. The 2010s are coming to a close and round two of the Roaring 20s is imminent. In all honesty, all I can say is good riddance. The highs and lows of the last 10 years (both societal and personal) have left me exhausted and I’m quite ready for a change.
I started the decade in secondary school, painfully shy and suffering from body dysmorphic disorder. In 2011, I started sixth form college where my struggles somewhat continued, feeling like I never quite fit in. Then, in 2014, I moved to Manchester to attend university and figure out who I truly am. Five years, one failed course, two heartbreaks and plenty of mojito-fueled hangovers later and I think I’m finally getting there.
That’s not to say that the past 10 years have been a complete disaster. Following what felt like an awfully long awkward teenage phase, I finally bloomed and have grown in confidence more than I could ever have imagined. Forgetting about the heartbreak for a moment, I’ve experienced love and that’s pretty beautiful. Particularly since starting uni, I’ve pursued my passion of becoming a writer, both as a student journalist and blogging on Blonde Sartorial. Some of my favourite posts as of late include “Neon Brights”, “So This is Heartbreak” and “A London Fashion Week SS20 Diary.” Lastly, I fulfilled a longtime dream of mine by being offered a place on Team England Adaptive Abilities Pom and will be travelling to the World Championships next year (the perfect start to the 20s).
I’d round up the news of the decade but I’m sure the likes of Buzzfeed have got that covered. So, let’s move on to the Roaring 20s and everything that’ll come with them (hopefully the return of flapper dresses but that might just be me).
My personal goal for the next decade is simply to pursue my passions wholeheartedly. I sometimes have a tendency to think I’m not good enough to go for it but this will change! I’m going to write more for Blonde Sartorial. I love it so much and don’t do it half as much as I’d like. I’m going to continue pursuing a career in fashion journalism, no matter how many unpaid internships it takes. And lastly, I’m going to embrace everything that comes my way.
See you next year!