The last time I donned this silk Vanessa Bruno frock was for a friend’s wedding. I was a lot slimmer back then so it pains me to look at my old photos and reminisce about my then-washboard abs and tiny waist. But the photos and the memories taught me something profound- the difference between modelling and role modelling.

We are attracted to models because of their outward appearance, but it is the inner workings of role models that impact us. I could never qualify as a model, but now that I’m a mom (and older), I’m instantly a role model to my child.

A role model leads by behaviour, character and experience. I’m blessed with a number of amazing role models from my mom to my mom-in-law. Although I’m far from being a good role model, I’m happy to be transparent and to share the tales of my struggles. After all, role models need to be relatable, and real. One day when I’m gone, I’d love to be remembered for my quirky sense of style and penchant for vintage and distressed denim, but what would bring me most joy is for people to recall how I loved, led, and lived.

although, I wouldn’t mind getting my figure back one day in the near future…

What about you? Do you secretly want to be a model, or a role model?

Dolce & Gabbana Sunglassess // Vintage Earrings & Bag // Vanessa Bruno Dress // Estelle Deve Cuff // Mango Jeans // YSL Heels