Blast from the past:
I can’t believe how far I’ve come since my modelling days — a real blast from the past. Looking at old photos feels like opening a time capsule. Different body. Different mindset. Same spark — just packaged in a younger, less world-worn version of me. And before anyone panics (hi, internet), yes — I’ve covered myself with fluffy hearts… even though my hands were doing the job just fine anyway. Ahaha. That girl in the photo grew into the squishy, quirky bish you know today 😘 Whether you love me, love to hate me, or quietly scroll while forming opinions, here I am — still standing, still evolving, still very much myself 😆🔥 If I could go back and talk to her, I’d tell her something simple but powerful: life really is what you make it. I’d also tell her to say yes to that zombie film back in 2006. No overthinking. No fear. Just fun. Because some regrets aren’t about failure — they’re about not giving yourself permission to try. Our bodies are not static. They tell the story of our lives...