I was born and raised in Bristol, England, thankfully without the Bristolian accent (Let's be honest, not the most soothing accent). I spent my younger years in school with a little bit more of a keen mind for education than the other kids. And loosened up (maybe a little too much) when I moved schools. I decided that I wanted to see the world, to travel; And so I saved up and left. I had this passionate appetite for it and so went on a trip in the summer of my 19th birthday. But upon returning home, the majority of my friends began to leave Bristol for university. I didn't feel that university was right for me at the time but I didn't want to be stuck in Bristol, so I moved to London. I was picked up by a modelling agency whilst I dawdled about Oxford Street back when I was 16 years old and ever since I had been working part-time for them. So I took it up full-time by moving to the big smoke. I didn't do much, just enough to get by! I don't think I'd ever be able to be good enough for the industry anyway because of my sweet tooth and the fact it's more of a demanding lifestyle than a job! After five years of keeping the fat at bay, I quit. I soon after moved to Paris to become an au pair, then promptly became an English instructor for the remainder of my time there. And now I'm back in London, possibly finally heading to university, most definitely not entirely sure of what I'm doing, but overall not too worried. Just looking to settle into something nice and simple.