After planning a trip to Crema for this summer I was left revisiting the haunting philosophical question at the centre of the film Call me by Your name: is it better to speak or to die? An argument for both and a conclusion to summarise my current thoughts on the matter at twenty years old. Will it change I wonder?

One year ago I boarded a flight to Tokyo crying like I was going to war - when really I was about to have the best three months of my life. In this post, I reflect on my time modelling in Japan, how quickly a year can pass, why documenting life matters, and why I’m determined to truly live while I’m young.