Growing Up with Expectations

My Mumma was glamorous. Growing up, I had a very ‘lady like’ role model who wore a full face of make-up, nice clothes and high heels. She would go to work with pride and confidence in herself, and so that was instilled in me. Mumma was the epitome of society’s beauty expectations back then - blonde and beautiful.

On the other hand, I felt like an ugly duckling with my auburn coloured hair, pale skin, and blonde eyelashes and eyebrows. As a teenager it got worse with erupting pimples, braces and rapidly expanding thighs and bottom. I’ve been plagued by self-doubt and insecurities issues ever since.

The good news is, I discovered that the way I present myself - my clothes, shoes, accessories, even down to sunglasses - can transform the way I feel about myself. The right look can create confidence and it’s all in the details.

A Wake-Up Call

For over 25 years, I worked as a full-time educator - with outside pursuits in makeup artistry, documentary film-making, theatre acting, dancing and marriage celebrancy.

But in 2024, a moment stopped me in my tracks. Unexpectedly, one day at school I fainted. The doctors ran all the tests - physically, I was fine. The culprit? Stress.

Alarmed, I decided to do some soul searching and booked myself in to see a counsellor.

She suggested the recent grief and trauma of losing my beloved mother, grandmother and favourite aunt in the same year was playing havoc on my nervous system and so suggested grief counselling. It was time to re-evaluate my life and make some changes, for as they say, ‘the body keeps the score’. During this process one memory changed everything.

The Epiphany

Before my grandmother’s funeral, my Mumma was heartbroken.

She dreaded the event - not just because of grief, but because she felt self-conscious. Cancer had taken her thick hair, changed her body, and left her feeling like she had nothing to wear. She just wanted to hide.

To cheer her up, my sister and I took her on a shopping spree to buy her something nice to wear for the funeral.

I’ll never forget the moment she tried on a beautiful dress I chose for her. She looked in the mirror and burst into tears.

💖 “Thank you so much, girls. I couldn’t have done this without you!”

For the first time in a long time, she looked happy and relieved. It brought us so much joy.

Two months later, our beautiful Mumma unexpectedly passed away.

My Vision

Through this tragedy I realised life can be fleeting. But if I could bring my Mumma joy, imagine all the other women I could help? I knew I had to follow my heart. So, I booked myself into a course, jumped on a plane and flew across the country from Perth to Melbourne to become a ‘Professional Personal Stylist’.

Now, my lifelong love for style, fashion, and creativity is something I’m bursting to share with the world.

I know what it’s like to:
🎀 Feel confused about what suits your body
🎀 Lack confidence in your wardrobe
🎀 Wish you were braver and more creative with fashion

That’s where I come in.

I want to inspire, educate, and support women like you - helping you become the best version of yourself from the outside in.

Because do you know what’s even more fulfilling than me receiving a compliment?

💖 It’s seeing someone look in the mirror and light up because they finally see their own beauty.

So, to end with a piece of life-changing advice,

Dress the way that brings you joy.

Are you ready to discover your style?

I’m here to help.