Trying to dig into every corner of my mind and spirit looking for the answer on what to do next. After I came back from my spontaneous trip I've had this stinging feeling like there is more out there. If I live in this gracious city of hopes and dreams, why can't I become someone right here right now. I feel like I'm not looking hard enough, or I know that there is nothing for me to find here. Maybe it is across the world. Maybe I'm meant to go looking for it.
I've been inspired a lot lately. By colour, weather, fashion, books, friends, music, photographers, models, food, movies, hormones and more. I have all these ideas I want to outlet but I can't focus them enough to let them out. I want to exhale beautiful seamless projects and plans for an eventful future of doing something fun and fearless. Show myself and all that I can do to the world and let them hate and love me for it. For being me. Shaka, the model, dancer and world traveller. With a passion for fashion and flair for fierce movement. An exotic little thing attracted to the beauty of everything. Always trying to stand out and be different. A confidence that glows. Curiosity that shows. A body that flows. And an attitude that goes.
There is a roadblock in my way and I'm trying to figure out how to get over it while trying to guess what's on the other side.