PARENTHOOD WITH UNLIKELY DAD (Adoption, love + blogging)

PARENTHOOD WITH UNLIKELY DAD (Adoption, love + blogging)

“As for UNLIKELY DAD… I always knew I wanted to blog. I just didn’t know what about. I was never the coolest kid on the block with the hottest trends so fashion blogging wouldn’t work. I didn’t have many hobbies either. But then I became a dad and I found I had this voice. I didn’t feel represented in social media really. A young (ish) gay, adoptive dad. I saw the Instagram scene awash with mum and dad bloggers and I love that space. It felt so inclusive and like we were all in this together. But I wanted to make myself accessible and commercial. To be seen as a dad, just like anyone else. And I have worked damn hard. I write from my heart and all my photos are precious to me. I love what I do and hope by sharing what life as a gay dad looks like is actually just showing my followers we’re all the same!”

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TRAVEL: A TRIP TO LEAVE YOU BREATHLESS (IRELAND)

TRAVEL: A TRIP TO LEAVE YOU BREATHLESS (IRELAND)

Sometimes in life moments occur where you become aware that what is happening is special and you are creating a memory that will last a lifetime. The sort of memory you can look back at when you are older and know you truly lived. Moments where you feel totally alive. We've just come back from staying at the incredible Skyros on the foothills of Mount Gabriel and I am without doubt that those few days will last forever.

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TRAVEL: SLEEPING ON A RAILWAY CARRIAGE BY THE SEA (UNIQUE GETAWAY)

TRAVEL: SLEEPING ON A RAILWAY CARRIAGE BY THE SEA (UNIQUE GETAWAY)

I have just come back from a week away in Haying Island, we spent the week in the most incredible beach house made up of converted railway carriages. I fell asleep to the ocean and explored a ghost town of an amusement park. I chased Tilly through the beauty of a national park and played board games to the soundtrack of a storm. I laughed, smiled, walked, ate and loved, returning home happy, soulful and rested. Not bad for somewhere less than an hour away from our front door.

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