After graduating six months ago I am so motivated to get my life together (after I get over the shock that its been that long already?!) I have a lot of career ambitions and as I apply for jobs I become more driven to pursue the career I want to. I read the job specifications and get so excited at the thought that I could one day be doing that job. To be perfectly honest, I've had a really shitty week which consisted of arsehole customers at work and lack of motivation, and it just resulted in a lot of crying. But tonight I just went for a drive on my own and sat by the sea, took a step back from everything, and just thought about what it is I wanted in life and how this one shit week does not define anything. It's just a bad week, that's all.

Since I was little I have absolutely loved fashion and beauty. I used to go to my Nans house and draw countless pictures of different silhouettes with different outfits on; labels attached explaining what fabric would be used (sometimes stuck onto the paper if Nan let me cut something up) and what make up and accessories would be used to ‘complete the look’.

I was going to do a fashion promotion course at college, but I pulled out at the last minute to do A-Levels instead because I was too intimidated of what the other girls on the course would be like – honestly one of my biggest regrets. However, at sixteen you do seem to have this image in your head that girls that study fashion will be bitchy and stuck up, and I just couldn’t bare the thought of spending the next two years surrounded by people like that (I’m sure they were all absolutely lovely girls!) I definitely doubted if it was for me during my first year of uni, but I think it was just because I hated my course. I completed a week of work experience at YOU magazine and absolutely adored it and that single week motivated me for the next two years to complete my degree so I could end up somewhere like there.  

My boyfriend has been so lucky to get a junior job within the industry he studied at university. I am honestly so proud of him, he’s just getting paid to do what he does in his spare time! He’s a Junior 3D Visualiser, and he studied CGI at uni. He found out on our last day in Paris that he’d got it, so that just completely topped the whole holiday off.

After Alex getting his job, it’s definitely motivated me to keep going and to ensure I pursue a career in my degree subject and not settle for a job I don’t want to be doing. It would definitely be easier to do that, but I haven’t studied for three years to go into a job I’m not happy or passionate about. Fashion or Beauty Journalism would just be my absolute dream career and I just cannot wait to get a job within it.

I’m continuing to apply for jobs within the Fashion and Beauty journalism sector and have continued with my blog to continue with my writing. I love all things stationary, so after over two months searching for the perfect one, I’ve bought my diary for this year and it’s really helping me stick to writing regular posts (I did buy it just after the New Year, thank god.) I feel so organised and motivated, and I’m genuinely really excited to see what this year holds.

I am so lucky to have the people around me that I do, I have the most amazing friends and family it is unreal. My parents have always been extremely supportive of what I want to do, and I am so grateful for it. Alex is so supportive of everything I do and I’m so lucky to have found someone like him. I didn't even realise it was actually possible to be this happy with someone else (sorry for the cringe), but I just couldn't wish for anyone better. We are so supportive of each other and I'm so excited for all that we have planned so far, and to see what the future holds. 

The absolute rock in my life is my best friend. I honestly could not ask for anybody better than Phoebe. We used to spend every waking moment together until our lives changed paths and we went our separate ways. But just because we went our different ways, it didn’t mean our friendship had to change, and if anything, we’ve only become closer. Even though she lives in a different country I can count on her, and I cannot even comprehend how supportive she is towards me, and can't explain how much I miss her. But hey, at least I've always got somewhere to stay in Spain.