La la la – I’m going home on Tuesday. Much as I like being in London to see all my friends and family, eat proper Indian food, annoy my sister & play with the dog, I do feel that Manhattan is where I need to be right now. I’ve been away since 16 December and I’ve been so sick (two eye ulcers. Two!) & broke that it’s been hard to enjoy myself over here. Not least, 75% of my wardrobe and possessions are in New York.
There was a slight excitement yesterday when I was asked if I was interested in presenting & producing a series of daily reports from London Fashion Week for a global TV station which I’ve worked for before. I postponed booking my flight, organised somewhere to stay, & started to negotiate my fee with the station. Then the stupid cow of a producer changed her mind and cancelled me this afternoon. And now my plane ticket has gone up by £60. I could kill her.
Still, at least I get to go home in FIVE DAYS. I am rather excited.