Respect to gray hair

From 9 am to 11.45pm (Total= 16hours). From 6th October to 10th October (Total= 4 days). 

16x4= 64 hours.

No, its not some lame maths lesson. i am just trying to express the MAGNANIMITY of the situation when i am working as a fashion reporter for a kinda bigass newspaper. Wills Lifestyle Fashion Week S/S 2013 is where i live nowadays, going back home just to sleep. Oh...and the calculation above is the estimate of the hours i will be wearing heels.

i know it seems like i am exaggerating, but trust me, i am so not.

Going without my stilletos is not an option either. i tried that and suddenly felt like a pygmy, had to stand on my toes to talk to people. 

Anyhoo, fashion week is not what i imagined it to be. Yea sure, there is so much eccentricity and creativity in the air that i am sure i will sprout a rainbow coloured tail or beard by the end of the week. Oh and i get to sit in the front row because i reprezzent the hot-shot newspaper. 

But then, there are also"friends" who talk to you only to eat the dainty crust-less sandwiches or the yummy fish fingers on your plate or "healthy" (very) women who cannot fit into their seats and spill on others sitting next to them. And i thought fashion week makes the best of them pull up their socks.

There are four basic human need: food, sleep, sex and revenge.

- Banksy  

Btw, its my birthday today. It sucks.
And i don't have a cake. And wishes i can count on my fingers.
Feck the plans to celebrate till i am 80 years old, hell, i have lost the drive at 23.

Anyhoo, happy birthday to me. When i get back home, i shall celebrate with hot chocolate with my only guest, Tabby, my brown teddy bear.

Sayonara

-.-