That’s mostly because anyone would be full of surprises if you didn’t hear from them in 3 weeks. That was the longest runner I’ve ever gone on.. without writing that is. Actually I knew it was going to be hard. Working, family, blogging. Not easy stuff. Not especially when work is all concentrated into 1 beautiful month twice a year. That’s fashion. That’s what I love about it. So much to do in so little time, the excitement of it all, how on earth did I ever leave that magical world of
wieners..oops I mean winners. One minute you are on your fashion high horse from hell because you have that special something and the next your having a freaking nervous breakdown because the demons from deep dwelling digs of a very important department store forget what it is they loved about you.
I started my tour de force here in Milan about the 10th of February working every single waking hour until I left for Paris the first week of March. I’m back in Milan. I’m back. I do love my job. I meet some incredible people. I go to Paris. I would be lying if I said I didn’t love my job. My boss reads this. But I am happy to be back too. Back to family. Back to blogging. I even brought you a few pictures from Paris. Enjoy and welcome back. I missed you.