I’ve been running my beloved website for just over nine months now. Nine months. Let that sink in for a moment. Aside from changing the layout every six weeks to fit with my fluctuating moods (no, really) my attitude towards JNSQ has changed drastically over such a short period of time.
This time two years ago, I was writing to one of the artiest, prestigious, most controversial teen magazines of recent years; begging them to hire me as a staff writer in the coming Autumn. Without naming the publication (although I’m fully aware you’ll already know by now), I was absolutely frantic with excitement in the hopes of what it could bring to me in the future. I was seeing stars, celebrity interviews, Vice, Teen Vogue and Buzzfeed in my midst. I thought I was set, strolling along the windy path to literary enlightenment.
Okay, so I’ll openly admit I’m a dolly daydreamer. I was fully wrong. Uni work got in the way, new editors were making big changes to the point where my work was barely recognisable as mine, and I ended up throwing the towel in; just two months after I started.
I wasn’t poached by Teen Vogue, after all. My parents were visibly disappointed, and I’d lost the right to call myself a writer, in my eyes. The scary thing was I didn’t regret my decision. I was only nineteen, and I knew I still had a couple of years left to find bigger, better opportunities.
(Don’t tell anyone, but I sent a play to the BBC. It got rejected. Shhhhhh, let’s never mention this again!)
Nine months ago, I decided to say, ‘fuck it,’ and created my own opportunity. I created JNSQ (then called ‘To Preen or Not To Preen’) and wrote my first piece. The Primark Paradox.
I’d made up my mind that this would be a hobby; coinciding with my other favourite hobby, beauty and fashion. I wanted to retain the review aspect, while filtering in my sarky, cutting tone. I dabbled in the traditional hey lovelies! Today I’ll be reviewing… style, but it wasn’t me.
Despite this, I still felt so unable to be myself. I wanted this Zoella-esque innocence about me; I didn’t feel comfortable swearing, talking about NSFW topics, or even reviewing things particularly honestly! I was focused on pleasing brands, rather than pleasing my followers. Or myself. Not like that.
Fast forward to now, and here I am. Still sarky, still cutting, still affectionately lewd. I’ve dedicated my last two posts to fannies, for Christ’s sake (that’s a vagina, for all my non-UK friends!), and I’m using my platform to break taboos, educate, and demonstrate that I’m here for you.
Our little corner of the internet is a safe space for all; particularly for all our women and NB readers, though. Beauty posts will still float around, don’t worry about that! But our aim is to capture a little bit of you in each of our posts. Hence the rebrand.
Oh yeah, by the way; this was about the rebrand. Sorry for the self-indulgent shite.
By the way – like the new logo? Let me know in the comments!
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