This is a new PM, a more honest and candid PM. Eight years into blogging, it feels like this site has been reincarnated more than the Dalai Lama, but that's what life is after all … change. We grow, we adapt, we evolve.
Sometimes it's easy to get caught up in the blogging storm, you start to compete for traffic stats, hypes and comments until very slowly, you start to drift away from the pure, organic purpose that you started with. That's what I'm going back to. I've become entirely disillusioned with that game many times, none more than this Christmas when the idea of trying to create fresh, strategic and relevant content left me entirely ambivalent. It was all too methodical and cold.
And so, the blog is no longer a blog, but a diary. My outfit posts are no longer anything to do with fashion - despite my great love for it - but rather simply what I'm dressed in. Millions of fashion blogs are launched every day on the web, featuring models and patrons of fashion's front row. That's not me, nor will it ever be. I won't be wearing something new in every post, or keeping up with every single trend that flits fickly across the stratosphere.
Instead I share my mostly normal, little bit quirky existence through the copious amounts of photographs I take every day … just because. PM encompasses my life, as it always has, now it just includes all the little things inbetween.
At sixteen I was diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and the drastic changes the illness made to both my life and my capabilities has massively impacted the person I have become today. Almost seven years later, I am determined, driven and stubborn – I also appreciate every bit of happiness that comes my way to the fullest. I live and work in a small flat located at the tippity-top of an old, sandstone Victorian building. It’s here with my partner Stuart and my pets that the story of my life unfurls, documented in detail through photography and words.
Hopelessly creative, I tried my hands at many mediums in an attempt to find the outlet that could become my home and livelihood. At the worst point in my illness, getting dressed was the only outlet for creativity that I had. It was then that my relationship for clothes evolved far beyond simply wearing something and became a way to express my personality and style. Along the way to rediscovering who I was, I fell into writing by accident when it became the way in which I could best express myself. But over time I fell in love with creating words that evoke thoughts and feelings in others and have been dedicated to writing ever since.
Photography has always been a love of mine and I’ve pursued it since I was a child. I like catching moments in life that would usually be forgotten and storing them away as visual recollections. My favourite things to photograph: my family in the most candid situations possible, people and the rawness of their emotions and every day nothings that will one day turn into precious memories. After years of learning my craft, I've been lucky enough to team up with brilliant companies that create products that are a joy to photograph. Herb Lester was my first professional photography client; I captured their beautiful maps and stationary for their online store and have been thrilled to see my photography appear in The Times, Paul Smith's blog and a few others to accompany articles on their products. My second was Anorak Magazine, a children's magazine that seeps happiness from it's pages. Between us, we have forged a fantastic friendly working relationship.
Throughout the rest of the site, I will combine my many loves - fashion, photography, writing and life – to create an ever evolving tumble of thoughts, inspirations and recollections.