26/02/2026
This is me and my brother in Mauritius back when we would come to visit family. My earliest memories were climbing trees and tryna get dem coconuts. Such an innocent time where I felt I had a magical land that just existed in my heart when I would have to return to the UK where no one would know of this part of my identity.
It would be in later life I would discover the struggles of navigating the word as a brown woman, especially throughout my time in sports, school, music and events. I have a resilience in me that refuses to give up until I succeed and fulfill my absolute maximum potential. So yeah, on the 21st of march im throwing my biggest most ambitious event to date, and fulfilling that need to succeed in my journey bridging together these two parts of my identity across the dancefloor and through music. Iām in a privileged position to be writing this and to be executing this event on such an ambitious scale. Perhaps this message isnāt for everyone, but if even a part of you is curious - get a ticket ( )š
Idk whatās possessed me to start writing my fkin memoirs on this app, something to do with lunar new year idk. But Iām so horrified about reading on everything else in the world, I thought maybe opening the doors to a bit of my own story might be a helpful way to process/shed some light on something different, even though all these years later Iām still jus another insignificant grasshopper that likes to climb treesš³ also how damn cute was I and š„¹
