My blogging journey began in 2016, on one ordinary September, in a delicate age of sixteen. At the time I had just started high school and despertely wanted to do my own thing. So that was when, sitting in my pale blue room, I finally made my dream a reality by publishing my blog, which I (very) humbly called Posh.

 

For the first nine years of blogging, Posh served as my online identity which allowed me to grow into the woman I am today. Through articles from beauty to personal style and design studies, Posh developed as I was exposed to new adventures and life’s struggless. In short, Posh was a safe haven for me throughout my teenage years, global pandemic and University studies. It was something aspirational, often times ridiculous but not exactly pretentious. Just a story of a girl and her granmom’s vintage shoes. 

 

Then, I turned 25 and I was back where it all began: my pale blue room. But I wasn’t 16 anymore. I was a young adult with her early twenties behind her, unempleyed and broke living in my parents’ house with nothing but a Bachelor of Art to my name. Needless to say, I had out grown Posh, trementulosly, and I didn’t want to be an adjective anymore. It was time to become my own name. 

 

And so began a new chapter of my blog as Siiri, as I am. And you, my dearest reader, are welcome to join this ridicilous journey of a woman writing her story whether it’s from the pale blue bedroom or a different bedroom elsewhere. For one thing is sure: style and life continue to colide and I will continue to write about it.

 

Yours Truly,

Siiri