4I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken.

But I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.


Photography // MICA ABESAMIS

Edit & Styling // JELINE CATT

Bonjour Baby - Sartorialust

Bonjour Baby - Sartorialust

Bonjour Baby - Sartorialust

Bonjour Baby - Sartorialust

I was always an unusual girl.

My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean.

And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying…

Because I was born to be the other woman.

Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.

Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.

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