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Gabz M, London (2026)

20/05/2019

📲CALLING📲all influencers, content creators, bloggers…& specifically those who've been catcalled as phoneys on the phone or a phrase alike. It's time to take a step outside of the telephone boxes & the boxes we’ve been branded into by other people's beliefs. Time to stride out of these squares sometimes squaring us in & sending us square eyed, so as to see the bigger pic…both BTS & beyond the blogged boxes. Cos I’m Just RINGING in here with some real s**z about smashing through phone screens & glass ceilings simultaneously⁣
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So a triple science teacher told 16 y/o me that the only thing she would succeed at was failing if she chose to pursue her actress ambition outside of the study room rather than committing full time to the compulsory core subjects correctly clueing her up for a conventional career market⁣
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All my life I’ve been told how to take the norm road- to get good enough grades, hit the marriage & mortgage milestones, wear a white dress at my wedding & settle down mid-20s to have 2 or 3 kids...to go the X-Y way & slay success via societies say sos- & to not bat an eyelid at the belief that rule breaking these would make me broke & barricaded on benefits⁣
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So I achieved my A Grades at GCSE & genuinely felt great going for my goals & getting them. & when I ripped open my envelope on results day I literally bawled my eyes out. Bc all I could think was thank F I hadn’t failed⁣
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I still love learning & lessons but back then I never realised I’d someday have a stage to strut outside of the mould as MYSELF. That the creative jobs the corporate land coins as “unreal” can actually be. That that safe route reinforced to me could be revamped with my wanting to be a rebel WITH a cause... to pursue my passions & pave a path with them that may not be perceived as “profesh”⁣
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Bc technological metamorphosis means YOU can materialise your entry ticket into the entrepreneurial world. Now more than ever you can tailor your trajectory with your own innovation, imagination & inner truths⁣
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A chance to change the world by clicking into a unique creativity that’s YOURS?⁣
BELIEVE & BEGIN- cos this stage is yours for the takin, makin, sHaKiN & ground breakin 💃🏼 @ London, United Kingdom

17/05/2019

For be I’m going to apologise to my body ⁣
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For body shaming it’s shell ⁣
Shooting down what the scales said ⁣
Belittling it with words & shrinking weights ⁣
Shrivelling it down to the same size as its self worth⁣
And sucking in its stomach even as it struggled to breathe ⁣
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For famishing it through phobias of food & fat⁣
For malnourishing it’s muscles via a maladaptive mind’s eye ⁣
Convincing it it couldn’t do anything outside of a zero calorie comfort zone⁣
And sickening it’s cells to squeeze into society’s beauty standards ⁣
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For shipshaping & sheepling it into the mould ⁣
For comparing it to phone screen figures ⁣
Trying to photoshop & facetune it into thin air for real ⁣
Spoon feeding it fomo thoughts over food ⁣
And measuring its worth by mass & models ⁣
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For forcing it to throw up ⁣
For poking & prodding it’s every pore⁣
Telling it it was going nowhere with its good grades⁣
If it didn’t have every talent under the sun ⁣
And a summer body every single season ⁣
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For judging its worth by the jargon on the back of jars ⁣
Letting it be sticky labelled with stigmas & stereotypes⁣
Going by looking glasses & glass squares⁣
And pouring glass after glass of its vital vitamins down the sink⁣
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For making its mouth lie to those it loved⁣
For the vile vocab towards the Dad who just didn’t want his daughter to die ⁣
And to the Nanna who slept all night next to the hospital bed ⁣
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For starving it’s stomach & stealing it’s belly laughs ⁣
Making it run mad cray marathons at midnight so it could hide it’s humiliation from humanity ⁣
For bruising it’s back with wall sits & jump squats ⁣
And beating the brain inside it black & blue⁣
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For running it round in toxic cycles ⁣
For pushing it to pedal on stand still bicycles ⁣
Circling thumbs & fingers round it’s wrists Tying tape measures round its waist ⁣
And forcing FitBitted footstep after footstep⁣
Down a dead end road to a death bed ⁣
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For blaming the story in its bones ⁣
For it becoming a bag of bones ⁣
Weakening it to the point where it had to be wheeled round wards ⁣
Killing its creativity ⁣
Revamping it into a clicking calculator ⁣
And making its soul a slave to what’s skin deep ⁣
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I’m

14/05/2019

But What If “__” ?!⁣
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What If “I fail”⁣
What If “things fall through”⁣
What If “she’s smarter/braver/better/prettier/stronger”⁣
What If What If WHAT IF⁣
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What if your “What Ifs” were a misuse of your imagination?⁣
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What if it’s not “What Ifs” winning over “Why The Hell Nots”, but their basis of lack of self belief & fear? ⁣
Fear of failure- convincing you you can’t & creating excuse after excuse to end an ambition before you’ve even embarked it⁣
Fear is a familiar feeling to me. Fear of unfamiliarity… of unearthing the unknown. Of breaching the boundaries bulwarked by my bugbears⁣
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& as contradictory to your comfort zone as conquering these questions & feeling the fearful thoughts are, these are what you must lean into & let lead you into surrendering to yourself & uncertainty…into the learning curves & non linearness of your jigsaw piece journey & its people & places..into seeing what’s on the other side of the raw feelings that feed & fuel fear…& into taking that leap of faith right over the ledge of what you’ve learnt & can UNlearn⁣
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THIS is what can create a community empowered by a carpe diem energy & inspired by contagious courage⁣
THIS is what can authentically connect you with people, your power of mind & life on a “whole nother level”⁣
Bc our most burning questions can curate our biggest burning desires. But only if we decide to ACT ON our deep curiosity & inquisitivity over our imaginations “impossibilities”⁣
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All your “What Ifs” are fear dressed up in a fancy outfit (😜) & with a fashun game goin strong⁣
So run that thing right off its runway & stop running away from yourself & your past’s pages. Bc your story from this very second isn’t written in stone. You’re the pen & paper, the paint brush & palette...the canvas & creator of your story. & you can be your own game changer & choose your narrative NOW⁣
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Your mindset manifests. Your brain literally mirrors your body & vice versa. Your soul speaks actions & words & your down to earth dialogue talks the talk & walks the walk with you⁣
& the best bit of this brainfood?⁣
We’re not born to be broken records! ⁣
You can choose to change your trajectory & revamp your inner Ted Talk⁣ @ Seven Dials London

10/05/2019

May is & MAY I also say scene 1 of the summer season which ima self master & slay the sunshine solstice of with that “beach bod”“bikini bod” whatever kinda bod you wanna call it & w/o even upping work outs or eating Weight Watchers bread 🥖 ⁣
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& here’s my “how to”🤘🏻⁣
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So it’s based on this belief that MY SUMMER BOD, YOUR SUMMER BOD & everyBODY’s SUMMER BOD IS BASICALLY JUST A BODY IN THE SUNSHINE ⁣
Aka-embracing body diversity☮️⁣
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Voila. Hope you all have v venturous vacays with good vibes & veracious peeps whether the vehicle of life that is your beaut bod is flat tummied or food baby bellied, full figured or thigh gapped, 5’7 or 5’3 & praying to higher powers for a growth spurt like me…or just abso not giving 2.2 💩s about the beauty standards society attempts to sticky label right onto & into our foreheads & thoughts, the nutritional notes on the backs of blueberry jam jars which you’re gonna mix with peanut butter in a mug cake before you even judge me for doing so…nor your gravitational energy on the globe as you globetrot or go gadabout & self express in your own city whilst flicking your finger up to fat flaming fads & sticking the yada yada yardsticks of “shoulds & shouldn’ts” back up the backsides- & thus where the sun DOESN’T shine- of sheeple with their belittling bull sh•• shapes, all used to shrink you into neatly ticked boxes of bog standard bod beliefs⁣
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Bc we’re worth more than dropping dress sizes & going to dinner dances to dine with diet culture instead. More than trying to twig body types to meet the mould & mental perspective of a perf bod. More than self hating on heavy footedness when we could be striding spontaneously with our soles & soul & showing the world via our footprints, thoughts & feelings the things that makes us MORE than our mass. More than looking glasses, grams & the number game of the Gram. More than our bodies.. body shaming & shi••ing all over ourselves or others unique quirks & quals⁣
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I just wanna be the best version of my veracious self⁣
Soooo 18th trip round the sun & the 🌞 still isn’t shining out of my a••, but that’s a-ok cos I’m doing things MY WEIGH- as MOI🌙⁣
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30/04/2019

Plucking a pic buried b/t the flower bed & all the floral fun of the original reel so I can slay self consciousness & the “big nose” belief it's got going on bc yano what?

I believe in the raw & real beauty of being both barefoot & barefaced, as well as big heeled & air brushed with blended bronzers. I believe in the beauty of trial & error. In the concept that creating conversation & candid human connection is just as key to creativity as the caper of catwalk queens, 1 person’s paint brush or palette of perception. That defined cheekbones can be done through the down to earthness in childish belly laughter just like it can a contour cream stick. I’ve realised ribs rioted with raucous laughter is the same strain as a sucked in stomach style. And that there’s beauty in all bellies.

I think glam looks are found through flaunting freckles & “flaws” as well as figures. In the modelling of your mind’s eyes metamorphosis as well as à la mode modelling. And in the stellar stance of self expression- whichever form that takes for any 1 human who’s a walking work of art in their own way.

I believe there’s a beautiful bravery, a perfectly imperfect power of mind in those who SPEAK it. Who create a veracious vibe with their voice. Who use their own inner jargon & journey as a tool to tutor transformation.

I believe in essence our trial and errors are our truest teachers- our most aesthetic forms of academia. We make OURSELVES a mistake for our muck ups- not realising they’re glistering us with the grit to go for what our inner game changer’s chasing.

So question the craptrap of your inner critic. Debunk the dog-eat-dog dogma. Bc self belief is beautiful. To be bona fide is to be beautiful. And there’s so much stunning strength in owning your own s**z. In the leap of faith of letting yourself own the story in your bones & beneath what’s skin deep. In looking at your body belittled & branded by your brain as “too big” “blotchy”, “too this/that”...standing with self acceptance & some self love for the skin you’ve shamed for its cellulite or stretch marks or spots… & taking it’s lines as learning curves to live out loud through your framework- & as your sui generis self @ London, United Kingdom

27/04/2019

Love it when people ask that cliche Q of “Are you an early bird or a night owl?” & I’m just there Raven to sound tunes & PsychBoost between midnight, morning & midday, duck-duck-goosing my daily to-dos & wondering how the hell I can even begin to explain my every o'clock, mad cray & caffeinated cross breed between both of these birds, a diurnal human doing & a day dreamer night thinker kinda Kakapo Parrot- a rare species of 1 of the world’s only nocturnal parrots- which may as well be wingless as it’s lost its ability to fly due to Darwinian evolution & so basically became a ground dwelling drama llama like me with my perfectionistic Parrot parler of exam prep papers, predators of cats & rats, & no way of spreading any wings with stupid exam boards tick box squares that lead to running round in circles, trying to Wing it & getting into a Flightless Flap about my foreshadowed failure to pass with the Flying colours kinda grade I want to get🦜...And all with an aspiration to flourish into a fancy fluorescent feathered part time peacock which parades through thin air mighty fine via the vehicle of its crystal structured train tail made from the mastery of seasonal time management & microscopy 🦚...& then eventuate via evolution into a full time flamboyant flamingo flaunting its flairs & feeling fabulous asf bc it lives out loud its famous motto of “Be a Flamingo In A Flock Full Of Pigeons”💖

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& with that I’ll just throw 1 final fun fact at you guys, which is that A FLAMINGO ISN'T BORN PINK BUT ACTUALLY BECOMES IT FROM BIRTH TO 3 THROUGH FOOD... & therefore you can take a lil food for thought on that & perceive that even the pinkest flamingo starts out grey... so you can then go show the world your true colours, stand tall & stand out, & wade through life with your head held high & your mind & body balanced even if any bish ruffles the fabulous art of your feathers bc you know you don’t need to give a FLOCK about what any other Flock think bc you’re the Flocking best & most Flamazing you there ever was & you should just Flamin-Go wherever your ambition is at🌌

Now this jargon has zilch to do with …um…TIME to try WING & WIN my contest?🦅💃🏼

25/04/2019

Soooo 17th trip around the sun & it’s safe to say the sun will never be shining out of my ass- & that said you should probs take the teen out of 7teen to see the age I act & am in actuality, because for my 18th bday bash I’m gonna “stay wild child” with my inner child in big pink ball pit with my face painted for the party by their pint pullers whilst doing some nostalgia seeking, naive nightclubbing in LDN, but literally just for the joy of 7 y/o me who’ll be belly flopping with belly laughter over & over again into their over 1 million balled playtime pond & undrunkly disco vibing on the dance floor whilst surrounded by maaaad cray tunes, the sparkles of their snazzy 70 metre mural & my own melting make up & money cos I don’t have a clue about cosmetics & couldn’t give 18 sh••s about braving the bare faced or budgeting my way out of bankruptcy right now either because do you know what it may be my bday bishes but I’m never gonna be a grownup as I’m just here for the sh••s & giggles & I’m going from Glos to Shoreditch for my mini showdown before tubing back to my books in the boulevards in order to gain those grades so I can perceptually pocket my passion passport & be granted a globetrotting ticket for my gap year prior to uni life’s drama llama & drama queening my way through the stage doors of that degree & into my dream acting ambition- whilst simultaneously seeking hilarity in hindsight & humanity, continuing to curiously question the world’s quirks, take leaps of faith & forage the learning curves which lead to life’s priceless lessons & also live that life out loud by leaving pieces of who I am in cool places with the down to earth peeps who I have the best laughs & let go moments with...& all along adding to my tribe via the venture & trial & error of my truest trajectory

So keep those catch-22s coming Planet E cos by the time I’m 22 I’m gonna be real lifing my rebel WITH a causes road to revamping the world- whatever way that is which idk because my own world is still a work in progress whilst the universe is my oyster- & yes, the cliche quote about the world being your oyster becomes rightfully rephrased when reaching for the stars @ The Point of Living to Adulthood

22/04/2019

Introducing my fave photo ever- which funnily enough isn’t just of moi, but me & 1 of my fave humans. And in light of our camera flashed friendship, Ima just throw out there that anyone who wholly degrades the gram down to 24/7 stranger dangers obvs didn’t find their besto by thinking outside the box- outside these blogged boxes & both between the scenes & screens of these squares- to see there’s some pretty cool & candid people parading this platform & planet.

Thanks to E-meeting then actually IRL meeting this girl, I now have a savvy jet-setter by my side who’s sh•• hot on nomad knowledge & has saved me multiple times from being mugged & fined through photography laws in addition to having my back right before I’m about to be squished on trains or trampled by human traffick. Someone I’ve explored city spectacles with both sunburnt & through frostbitten fingers & toes… braved Brass Monkeys weather with wearing wacko banana bespeckled fur jackets, & gone handbagging over backpacking with up Bristol banks in order to brave its suspension bridge barefoot & full of photobombers, as well as tubing & trekking for hours through suburban streets to find a Travelodge in LDN.
Someone who I’ve had belly laughs & breakdowns with. Shared deep s**z & sh*ts & giggles with about lifes logic & the hilarity of hindsight- whilst haring through Knightsbridge in the dead of night with Paddington Platform to make & a Bakerloo line to catch after being caked & coffee beaned by Elan Cafe

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This gal has given me confidence to wear colour & show my true colours. To revamp my glad rags & go outside zed comfort zone. To express my eccentricity, but also to create from my everyday quirks I’d brickbat as blah & boring

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I’ve done my 1st film feature with this star, leading to our last trip parading around at our film prem following psychology talks & psyching ourselves up for the showdown.
And our next stop? A vacay venture via some summertime city hopping- from the streets of le Paris to wherever the hell our heads, 💖s & passion passports place our feet in 🇫🇷 & en route round Europe 🗺

YES- STAY SAFE!
But have you used this space as your tribe seeking tool? Lemme know below👇

21/04/2019

So I had a preplanned post all prinked, proof read & ready to run wild amongst the algorithm after approx 22 re-types & tweaks...
But let’s just scrap all the jazz with that jargon bc I’m sharing something else straight from my head & 💖 - made mad cray & in-the-mo…
BECAUSE I’ve just freaking won an enrolment into by - who is hands down the most ⏬to🌍 human & my No.1 from day 1 content creator, as well as the game changer of a girl whose helped me revamp my words of “what if?” to “why the hell not?!” & shown me I CAN CHOOSE to chase my whole self & be whoever the heck I wanna be on my professional & personal paths. •

The freedom of a freelancer life is what I want my future to look like. I want to both think & be outside the 📦 of the exam boards tick boxes. To pass with flying colours in a way that shows my TRUE colours.
I guess I want to be a rebel WITH a cause. •

But just recently I’ve felt so stuck in this creative rut. In this samey world within myself when there’s a mahoosive one to go globetrot outside of me.
I literally feel like I’m just going round & round, rabbiting & robotting the key terms every kid learns in lessons...parroting page after page in sync with specs specs specs & subjects syllabuses. And all along with this bucket list at the back of my 🧠, falling to the forefront every 2nd & 3rd thought.
I feel like this puzzle of a person- jam packed with prospects & passions I keep putting off pursuing because I lack self belief.
But it’s also because this journey needs jigsaw pieces placing together. It’s got to start somewhere. And do you know what I’ve decided? It starts with & me. 🧩 •

I’ll do the “change your thoughts,change your world”
The action-reaction refurb
But maybe the revamp isn't so scientifically and psychologically written in stone.
Maybe it’s also deep rooted & right there in the SOUL- ready for you to work on the way you see yourself, your surroundings & sonder. •

So I’m going to use this education to enter the entrepreneurial world & embrace its ebbs & flows. But in light of what 1 of Quigs’ classes is called, I’m going to “Define my Mission” to you…as the making of ME🌠 @ Kensington and Chelsea

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