My personal style journey: my lifelong passion for fashion and what I wish I knew
The Early Years Crafting with Grandma We all have our own journey with style, mine started in primary school, when I would spend hours each week drawing outfits and crafting at my grandma’s house, a hobby I still do in my
My Personal Style Journey: From Fun, To Trendy, To Back Again
I have never really been one to obsess over my personal style. At least not until age 16, when I became uber-aware of my outfit choices, and I finally had some fashion freedom. Here is a deep dive into my
The lady in red
In life, we all have a certain object or place that feels [particularly special to us. This can be for many reasons, some happy, some sad, or even a mixture of both. For a lot of people, this could be
Fashion Memoir: The Lucky Leotard
Gymnastics was my whole life from such an early age. I think I was maybe four or five when I first started. I even remember my first leotard. It was a long-sleeved, burgundy leotard. It was definitely not the most
Fashion isn’t always black and white but some things will always be.
The black and white stripes of my Newcastle United strip mean more than just football to me, they say everything about my childhood as a tomboy. There's always been two constants in my dad Barrie’s life: family and football. A devoted fan
The little girl who loved to play in the mud dressed in her fancy clothes
So let me tell you a little bit about my childhood. I lived in Zimbabwe for the first seven years of my life before I moved to England in June 2004, where I of course picked up the Geordie accent
My happy place: me, my Nan and my dress
The one piece of clothing that I loved the most was bought for me by my Nan from Peacocks. It was a long, white, metallic looking dress that had embroidered flowers down the front. From the day I was born,
When death strikes twice – the end of my love affair with dresses
My name is Siobhan Roberts and there was once a time when I had a love affair with dresses. It began a number of years ago when I was at the tender age of six. It was an unusually warm day
My not-so-wicked Stepmother
When you are a young child clothes don’t mean an awful lot. However, my relationship with my step-mother, Lorraine, is one of the most important things in my life and my first memory with her is buying a dress. Lorraine is