Or so the conversation went. Something like that. A fabulous friend with amazing clothes planted the seed for the name. Then another girl sweetly approached me at a bus stop, as I recovered from pouring coffee down my shirt, and told me how she admired my personal style every day and suggested I could start a blog.
But, then I was like, what was to become of my plan to become a serious blogger, writing hard-hitting pieces about feminism. Wasn’t writing about clothes a bit frivolous? But then, the discussion about women’s bodies and their clothes continues, with important implications for our cultures around the world. A discussion about the various ways that the world thinks about women and the space that they occupy is important and I so desperately want to be a part of that discussion. We need to think more about our world and our impact on it, and given that the fashion industry would represent world’s seventh-largest economy if ranked alongside individual countries’ GDP (McKinsey) what a great place to start.
I gave up early on on being a great fashion blogger because my heart isn’t in lovely pictures or the acquisition of stuff. I’d much rather lovingly purchase and care for things I truly love from places I trust than follow the microseasons that the economy has created [view about how that’s working for me].
At the moment I’m having lots of thoughts about slow living, low waste life and choice. I’m hoping that I might one day be a regular type of blogger.
I’m Renee, an Australian woman just getting by. I’m fortunate enough to have travelled the world, living in places like Sweden and Tonga for extended periods. My undergraduate degree was in law and international relations, focusing on human rights, I have a Masters in Public Policy and am currently studying Spanish. I am a belly-dancer and a reluctant cat lady.
Views expressed are my own and not attributable to any organisation that I am associated with.