Considered to be an ice queen of gargantuan proportions, I masquerade as a freelance risk analyst but aspire to be a fashionista. Contrary to popular belief, I did not run away from who I am, I ran away from who I would’ve become.
I see myself as an ambassador to myself, my husband, family and close friends so I make a concerted effort to always look good and be a better person. It’s the very least I owe to myself and to them.
Soon after I met my husband, Peter, in November 2011 he was asked to apply for a job in Paris. In February 2012, he accept the offer and in May 2012, just more than a month before he was due to leave Johannesburg, South Africa, he asked me to marry him. A month later I did and he left for Paris.
This blog will allow you to join in my traverse from Johannesburg, my city of birth, to continue my life in Paris with my husband.