Annabelle Tombs
This is me taking a breath before the year really begins.
Reflecting on what I’ve learned, what I’ve survived, and what I’m hoping for in 2026
As nostalgia floods fashion and social media, this piece explores why we’re looking back to 2016, how our memories blur the era, and what today’s trends reveal about the world we’re living in now.
This blog reflects on the quiet comedown after university; the loss of routine, identity, and certainty, and the emotional weight that follows. It’s an honest space about feeling lost, sitting with uncertainty, and learning that not having it all figured out doesn’t mean you’re failing.
This is me taking a breath before the year really begins.
Reflecting on what I’ve learned, what I’ve survived, and what I’m hoping for in 2026
As nostalgia floods fashion and social media, this piece explores why we’re looking back to 2016, how our memories blur the era, and what today’s trends reveal about the world we’re living in now.
This blog reflects on the quiet comedown after university; the loss of routine, identity, and certainty, and the emotional weight that follows. It’s an honest space about feeling lost, sitting with uncertainty, and learning that not having it all figured out doesn’t mean you’re failing.
