For as long as I can remember, I have loved fashion. I would always watch my mum getting ready to go out, totally fascinated by her and the creative way she would put outfits together. Even at a young age, I knew she was incredibly stylish. During my formative teenage years, I would always ask to borrow my mum’s clothes from the ‘80s and at only 11 years old I had already decided that my ambition in life was to become a fashion designer in order to make my own creations. I simply adored clothes but as I travelled through the secondary school system, disordered eating put paid to that passion and my dream of pursuing a career in the industry started to fizzle out. I struggled to accept my body and did not like the way I looked in clothes—putting on any outfit, it didn’t matter what, made me feel terrible.
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