This post is incredibly, incredibly late, as usual – and I’m hoping the fact I take AEONS to acknowledge publicly/ say thank you to people’s kindness does not render me rude and, therefore, worthy of disregard and isolation by them. I DO have a good excuse, though (or so I hope). I’m terribly self-conscious and self-critical – to the point of being one step away from whipping myself in the back like a Catholic Flagellant – so anything related to self-promotion makes me wince with painful embarrassment. Nevertheless, here it is: (late) SELF-PROMOTION.
Two things happened last month: One, I was photographed by the talented Tara Darby for a Mothers Meeting exhibition called ‘More Than Just a Mum’, which showed 20 of the most influential and creative mums in the UK and ended up on the window of the highly regarded Exposure PR (a place I visited on a regular basis as a weight carrying horse, i.e. stylist assistant).
And Two, was again photographed, along with Little O and her dad, by New Yorker Supreme-O Shaniqwa Jarvis for the 5 Year Anniversary lookbook of that temple of coolness that is the Goodhood store in Hoxton.
Earlier this year, I was shot as a proper hipster mama for my friends’ ultra fashion boutique 6000 AD, which was ridiculously fun as I never dress like that these days.
And before that, I was also invited to give tips about London and motherhood for a Brazilian design website called Suupper (as in “greeaat”, not a misspell of the word for “late dinner”).
Before I go any further, I just want to say how grateful I am to all the lovely, extremely cool and visionary friends who invited me to be part of all that. So there you go: THANK YOU.
But I haven’t mentioned any of it here before because, you see, I still find it slightly weird to be celebrated for being a MUM. And I find it even weirder that all these opportunities are showing up when my priorities now have changed. If they had happened a few years ago, I would have wet myself with excitement – but now, as much as it is fun, I get slightly shocked and a bit embarrassed when I see my picture out there. The fact I get shocked is also slightly shocking to me: I use to be a die-hard fan of the internet and all its over-sharing qualities (i’ve been blogging since the late 90s), but motherhood added a new dimension to my already crippling self-consciousness.
While this post is entitled “self-promotion”, to be absolutely honest, it isn’t really, because I’m NOT expecting to get any other offers from whoever is reading this AND I don’t have any intention of monetizing this blog (I get emails all the time ,which I politely decline). It is, as with every post, a record of the bizarre ways life has developed after becoming a mum. Being invited for shoots is utterly bizarre – I’m sure sometime in the future Little O will LOL at my face (or be totally embarrassed by it) when she finds out what her mum was up to in the early years.