Who moved my cheese?| My Birthday

Last month has been one of the worse in my life- I quit my job, I lost a friend, and I lost my dad. I have not been doing a lot of streetstyle photoshoots as I was not able to cope with everything happening to me, specially my dad's death. I have been going out a lot with my friends, yet I wasn't in the mood to pose in front of the camera. I was barely able to review products and blog about makeup, but not fashion. Fashion and styling is basically art, you cannot bring out a masterpiece unless you are fully sensual- and I was almost dead. Without a soul, an artist is not inspired, until I remembered this quote from the book "Who moved my Cheese?" by Spencer Johnson. He said, “things change and they are never the same again. This looks like one, of those times, Hem. That's life! Life moves on. And so should we.” . This came to me like a wake up call. I realized I had to move on, and fast. I had to react, it doesn't mean that I forgot my dad or didn't love him anymore as much that I was afraid of letting him go -“The more important your cheese is to you, the more you want to hold on to it.” . Letting go of my cheese doesn't mean I no longer need it or yearn for it, but I no longer want to be afraid, “What you are afraid of is never as bad as what you imagine. The fear you let build up in your mind is worse than the situation that actually exists.”. Magic happens away from your comfort zone, and that is exactly what happened with me.

The photos below are from my birthday dinner 2 weeks ago, the day I decided I have to move on to where the magic happens. Enjoy