I’ve spent a lot of time since I’ve come home searching for jobs. Before I left for Paris I spent five years working in the insurance industry – I have a set of skills and experience that fits that industry, so I’m still mainly looking for jobs in that field. It’s not my passion, but it has always allowed me to pay my bills on time and buy a wonderful array of clothes, shoes, accessories make-up… pretty things, essentially. It’s the easy choice; part of me longs for the security of bi-weekly pay cheques, paid vacation and a generous benefits package. But I’ve also been working as a professional writer for the past seven months. Writing is what I love and even though it’s a much more risky career choice, a much bigger part of me – most of me – wants to take a few months and see if I can make a serious go of making my living as a fashion writer. With my birthday coming up tomorrow, I am definitely feeling my age – and even though I’m young, I can’t escape the idea that the choices I make now will have a significant impact on how I live the rest of my life. And how happy I am with that life. I have some serious decisions to make the in the coming months… but for now, I’m celebrating. This week is going to be all about cake, champagne, good friends and sparkly presents from me to me!