Gaaah! Tomorrow I will be 19-years-old, a whole year older! It feels like only yesterday I was jumping for joy at finally turning eighteen, not for drinking or clubbing purposes, but simply because I could apply for the internship I wanted to! As a little way to celebrate my birthday, I’ve decided to share with you my life in pictures, just as a little bit of fun!
I don’t want to bore you with baby pictures of me, or images from several years back, but I just thought it might be nice to share a few photos of my changing face over the years, as a more personal way of celebrating my birthday with you guys, the readers, the most important people on my blog!
Aged 6, and learning how to pose. I can’t remember exactly why I was dressed up as a fairy/star when this photograph was being taken, but there are many similar photographs around this time, when I was learning (or perhaps attempting to is a better way of referring to it) pose for the camera. My brother and I began modelling for Vogue Bambini and Adams around this time, so I think this may have been the reason I was so into posing!
Aged 13, and hating those braces! This photograph was taken on a set of stairs by my brother, whilst holidaying in Cyprus with my family. This was the year when my hair randomly started to curl (prior to this my hair was dead straight) and transform into ringlets, which have now transformed into waves! Oddly, it seems my hair can’t make up it’s mind!
Aged 14, and brunette. This photograph was taken in McDonalds, on Oxford Street on my 14th birthday (or there abouts), having gone up to London for the day, on our first official London shopping trip (the first of many). I am a little embarrassed (but do look back on it with great memories) to say that we all had hoodies made up for the trip itself, with our ‘names’ and ‘numbers’ on the back, which were worn during the shopping trip. At least we could be located easily!
Aged 15, not sure quite why I ever thought this was a good look. I didn’t ever go out dressed like this (these pictures were taken in my back garden), however I did venture out of the house with make-up, hair and styling like this at some point, which I look back on and cringe. My hair was so bleached back then I couldn’t really control it, however this slightly crazy phase was very short lived, and I went back to my normal self after a month or two.
Aged 15, and discovering hair extensions (and conditioner). As I previously stated, the phase above was very short lived, and I soon discovered hair extensions, toned down highlights and a good hair conditioner (although I wasn’t getting rid of that side fringe!). This photograph was taken at a pool party that summer with my friend Charlotte, after stealing my brothers aviators, and putting on my best pout.
Aged 16, and at my school prom. Looking back, it seems like absolutely ages ago that I had my first school prom, at the end of year 11, however I look back on the memories fondly and have kept my dress as a memento! I remember choosing the dress from the Lipsy store in Brent Cross in January, and waiting until May to actually put it on for the night itself!
Aged 16, and holidaying in Sicily. I visited Club Med with my family in the summer of 2010 (I think?), which was utterly amazing, despite the lack of English people there to talk to! Unfortunately for me, the English families who we did meet, didn’t have any daughters, so I had to hang out with my brothers and their friends for the duration of the holiday, however it was really enjoyable all the same!
Aged 17, and continuing to pout. This photograph was taken in amoung other outfit photographs for my blog several Christmases ago. I still have the dress and the necklace I’m wearing in the photograph, which are regular items of my wardrobe today!
Aged 18, and discovering W Hotel in London. After meeting the lovely Amy Willerton last February, she introduced us to the amazing W Bar in the W Hotel, which although is a little tricky getting into on occasions, serves the most amazing cocktails! If you ever get the chance to go, please go and have a look at the loos (odd, I know, but they are all glass and with mirrored doors, it’s hilarious trying to find the exit after a few Strawberry Daquiris).
So, that’s me! I haven’t got a photograph of 19-year-old Scarlett yet, but I soon will – hopefully! I hope you join me in celebrating my birthday (through my blog, and on Twitter – as I’m sure I will be tweeting about the day), and I hope I haven’t bored you to death through pictures! I love nosing through old pictures and seeing what bloggers looked like when they were younger, so hopefully you will enjoy having a quick nose too!
