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For most of my life, I wasn’t living as my most authentic self. In fact, I’ve only really known her, me for the past two years. My story has had its fair share of chaos. I left home as a young teenager and found myself in survival mode far too early. Trauma, heartbreak, and the pain of losing people I loved deeply shaped my early years. For a long time, happiness felt like something that belonged to other people. Life got in the way of joy, of passion, of peace. But somewhere along the way, I made a quiet, powerful decision: I chose myself. At 18, I started modeling—not because I had everything figured out, but because I wanted to build my confidence. To feel beautiful in my own skin. That step, small as it seemed at the time, opened a door I didn’t know existed. Through modeling, I met some incredible people who spoke so passionately about pageantry. Something in me sparked, I just knew it had to be my next chapter. I signed up for my first pageant online, heart pounding, and fell head over heels in love with it. Since then, I’ve competed in five pageants, and each one has taught me more about who I am and what I’m capable of. These experiences have reshaped how I see myself. The once painfully shy girl I used to be? I now stand up for her every single day. I show up for her. I speak loudly, love freely, and live unapologetically as myself. But let’s be real, it’s not all glitz and glam. It’s been a fight to become her. Behind the gowns and the stage lights, I’ve had to face my own mental health battles. I’ve wrestled with that inner mean girl—you know the one: “You’re not good enough,” “You don’t belong here.” She still shows up sometimes. But I’ve learned that healing takes time. Confidence takes patience. Self-love takes energy It’s not always easy, but oh, is it worth it. Now, I live in a space of joy. Of radical self-acceptance. Of chasing dreams I once thought were impossible. I’m building a future that excites me—and I’m doing it as my whole, real, beautiful self. But this is just the beginning for me, I’m still young I’m still on my journey, my next chapter, and I’m excited to what the world has waiting for me…. And I know it’s going to be some more hard work To anyone still searching for their authentic self: She’s there. He’s there. They’re there. Keep going. It’s never too late to choose you.

If you’d told me two years ago that I’d trade a seemingly perfect life in Canada - complete with a long-term relationship, two thriving businesses, and an emotional attachment to Tim Hortons iced capps- for a whole new life on a tiny island at the bottom of the world, I probably would’ve smiled politely and asked if you were feeling alright. And yet, here we are. Because while my life looked dreamy from the outside, deep down I knew I wasn’t where I was meant to be. So, I did the boldest - and possibly most dramatic - thing I’ve ever done: I left. I swapped snow boots for sandy toes, “sorry” for “no worries,” and moved back to Australia- this time to Tasmania, where my family had settled. It wasn’t a grand, movie-montage kind of moment. It was quiet, terrifying, and lonely…but it was right. That’s where the real work began: rebuilding a life that didn’t just look happy, but felt happy. Not exactly a traditional career move (especially for someone who overthinks…well, everything), but it turned out to be the most important one I’ve ever made. Tasmania - pine trees, ocean air, and a community so close-knit even the seagulls know your business - you became the backdrop to my rebirth, and my home. It’s where I created Shoreline Australia, a self-development company built around helping women remember who they are, what they want, and how powerful it is to start again. To be clear: this wasn’t some perfectly mapped out journey. It was emotional, confronting, and full of 'what on earth am I doing?' moments! I’m the kind of gal who loves big, dreams bigger, and believes in the magic of reinvention. I have a deep passion for empowering others through raw, honest connection, and living with the joyful conviction that we are all capable of far more than we think. Which brings me to the mission I’m on today - to take everything I’ve learned and lived through and turn it into impact. To remind women (and men, we love them too!), that courage changes everything. That starting over isn’t failure - it’s freedom. And that authenticity, at its core, resides in living the truth of you. Because if I’ve learned anything on this wild, wonderful ride, it’s this: sometimes the most authentic thing you can do is let go of what’s good... so you can finally create something great.

Pageantry has played a significant role in shaping who I am, and for much of my life, it has defined me in the eyes of others. While I am proud of the person pageants have helped me become, I’ve always found it difficult that people often associate my entire identity solely with pageantry—as if it’s the only thing that matters about me. But I am so much more than that. My identity is not limited to crowns or titles. I’m passionate about many things—my achievements, my successes, and especially my love for sport. I’ve developed strong skills in netball, I’m thriving in my new job, and mentally, I feel better than I ever have. Life is finally starting to come together in meaningful ways. Outside of pageantry, I’ve grown into someone I’m proud of. I’ve worked hard, and I’ve become a genuinely good person. Yet sometimes, it’s hard for others to see past the pageant image. That said, I will never disregard what pageants have given me. They’ve provided me with invaluable life skills, confidence, and friendships that I’ll carry forever. Through pageants, I’ve had the chance to travel across the U.S., win an international title, and meet so many incredible people—including Savannah, who remains one of my closest friends. I’ve learned how to present myself, dress appropriately, and embrace new opportunities. I’m grateful for all of it. But ultimately, I know that who I am isn’t defined by the world of pageantry—my identity goes far beyond the stage.