He surfs the seas with the wind whipping his blonde hair. 

The salt spray licks upon his cheeks. 

The waves crash upon the sandy beach. 

He is in his salty heaven, master of the sea. 

This christmas I lost the first man I loved, my wonderful father. He was such a burning bright light in this world, and he will follow me wherever I go. He wrote a book of his quotes and life lessons to lead me through my own. His last words to me where, go live your life and don’t let yourself down, be the best you can be. 

These words haunt me, I am young and naive and have not yet understood my path in life or where I should go, so this blog is for him, and for me. It will document the shaping of a person as she explores life without her coach and best friend.

Like me, this blog will be an eclectic mixture of my loves; fashion, music, travelling and politics. 

I leave you with my fathers summary of life:

In the end nothing matters except that you have loved, and have been loved.