Tomorrow is my 31st Birthday. To pay HOMAGE to myself, my life & my face... here is a photo from when my Bondi roommates / guy from downstairs, didn’t believe I was a model, so I kindly put up magazine pages on the wall to rectify that. Like an impressive exhibition of sorts. Please note: I cut two people out of this picture to allow more room for my magazine pictures. After this picture, you will find your own exhibition. MORE pictures of me. Ones that really capture either my attractiveness or essence. Enjoy. 👍🏼 And remember everyone, you too can grow up to have kids pre-30 while completely unprepared, spend all your money on Celine Dion Tickets in Vegas despite aforementioned kids, squat in your parents staff quarters in a demountable building, and have a Netflix account. It’s a bloody good time. Wouldn’t have it any other way. Then wine, coffee, repeat. 💪🏽 Happy Birthday ME!