When I am not busy with university coursework or brushing up on my sartorial knowledge, I am playing guitar and singing and singing and singing. Hey, I love fashion as much as the next person, but when it comes to real, raw passion, music has to sit top of the list.
I'm a modest person. I don't like to wave my guitar in people's faces because, you know, I like to play but I don't like to think I'm all that. In most cases, this is a good thing, but when it comes to really following dreams and yadda yadda, that definitely holds me back.
I debated for a while whether to post a video of me warbling up here or not. What will people think? Will they like it? Will they sit back in silence and skip commenting, because they'd rather hear me make up little paragraphs about dresses and nice photography? There comes a time where you just have to realise "hey, it's my blog, it's my corner of the internet. i will do with it what i will."
So, click the play button and hear me sing in my kitchen, with an Argentinean flag behind me (not my nationality, long story anyway) on a video camera that dithers in and out of focus, no fancy microphones or anything of the sort. Maybe I'll make it a regular thing.