Maybe Next Time…

Cut off in the middle of my joy-fest heading toward the airport to head off to Tokyo, here I am today sending you a post right from my dear living room. No arigatos to be said!
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Cut off in the middle of my joy-fest heading toward the airport to head off to Tokyo, here I am today sending you a post right from my dear living room. No arigatos to be said!
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I’m not even going to begin to tell you how I felt the day the Elle Uk team asked me to not only do a full spread for them, but also to work on a portrait of Demi Moore for a collector edition of their magazine. Continuer »

My only break during the ultra glam week that I just had on my sofa working like a slave (= freelance)…

I can’t bring myself to believe that in 2010 I’ve managed to make this rookie mistake. I could make come to terms with it if it were in ‘90, or even in ‘00 when self-tanner first hit the scene, yeah, okay, maybe.
But right here, right now? With the number of disasters I’ve seen… This really shouldn’t be possible.