I am Carrie Bradshaw

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I'm a writer, I'm a party girl and I'm certainly a girl who doesn't believe in the simple things in life. I'm extravagant in what I wear and find thrills in only cities like Amsterdam and New York. Where there is a path for adventure, I will follow it. Even if it means I might die from liver cancer, living on edge is the only thing that electrifies me. I don't believe in mundane and I don't believe in all star converse shoes and jeggings. I am drawn to danger, perhaps It's out of curiosity or out of the adrenaline rush that comes with. I fell in love with living life in the fast lane at a very young age and I don't like to wait for things. Just like Carrie, I'm a make it happen kind of girl and when I go home and crawl into bed at night, I write it all down and I take it all in. I have this obsession for high heels (short girl problems) and I don't save, I spend. I am a devoted consumer and I like things that make me feel good so much so that I have decided that I am in a relationship with clothes. 

I've also decided that I am not capable of a 9-5 job, I hate routine. I'm a 24/7 kind of girl when it comes to fashion and experiencing life to the fullest. I think Carrie would agree with me if I said that passion makes you do crazy things and I'm not ready to stop. I don't think I'll be ready even when I am 75, old, ugly and grey. My squint is your signal to know that I just had an epiphany. Like Carrie, I've always preferred night time to day time. When the sun goes down, I'm either partying, reading or writing. I see the world in a whole different light (or lack thereof), my epiphanies are strong, endless and spiralling towards me like a tornado in North America. 

Some people are settling down, some people are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies. 

Owner of a luxurious high rise apartment in New York City, I wake up to the sun shining right into my eyes but that doesn't bother me at all. Remembering I have a lunch date with my best friend, I get out of my tangled white bed covers to plug the kettle for my routine black coffee. Smelling of strawberries and water lily after a refreshing lukewarm shower, I step into my walk in closet and inhale the smell of expensive leather and vintage clothing. Fashion, apparently, is what I built my life on. Jimmy Choo or Alexander Wang? Embracing the culture of freedom present in New York, I go against my initial outfit ideas and settle for a lemon coloured trench coat and a high waisted multicoloured pencil skirt, with a pair of Manolo blahniks; the cherry on top. My day is filled with business meetings hosted by company executives.  By 12AM It’s Soho time, which means only two things; pretty cocktails and a banging hangover the next morning. It’s already 3AM yet a new day knocks violently on my bedroom door at 6AM to begin another exciting, unpredictable day. I think I would be truly content with the life of the girl with classy frocks and Starbucks stops.

2015 | Change

ta fête

Grinch

Photo cred: Kamile Kvaukaite

It's Christmas Eve. Wow. The rate at which the years fly by is beyond me, so much so that it doesn't even feel like Christmas at all. This year's Autumn/Winter has genuinely been my busiest between balancing the art of blogging with maintaining high grades in college. You can pretty much say sleep was no longer a thing I had time for, nor was admiring beautiful Christmas decorations in the midst of Dublin. However, I can pretty much say that I've recovered now as all I have done in the last week is eat and sleep. I know this might sound strangely pathetic but I'm already so excited for Christmas to be over so I can stop eating chocolate for breakfast and sleeping for far too many hours a night. Can someone kill me now? That is literally the oddest thing I have ever said.

Not a fairytale

Little Red Dublin

Lookbook | Hello December

Hey darlings, 

How are we doing today? Can I start off this blog post by just gushing for a few seconds?! Like WOW. The response I received from my latest post on Diamants has been overwhelming. There are a  million things I could do or should be doing right now but on the top of that list is gratitude. I am so freaking grateful for your never ending support, encouragement and just over all friendliness. I receive the cutest messages on social media from some of you and they really do brighten up my day. They remind me that all I am giving up, all that I've given up for this blog will be worth it one day. However, there is no showing appreciation without giving thanks to my mother who funds all of my projects- there simply would not be a Diamants au chocolat without her. There wouldn't even be an Ayisha Ogbara ;) Haha! There would also be no Diamants without my best friend Kamile who takes all of my photos- isn't she freaking amazing? I feel like a lot of bloggers don't give enough thanks to the people who help them make their blogs what they are today. Some of you are naive to believe that It is a 'one man job' when in reality it is beyond that. But you know what? I feel like It's been a while since I told you a story and seeing as I'm in the writing mood tonight, why the hell not?