Ok, I am back from Hawaii, and reality is setting in. But a real reality, different to the post-holiday blues, as there is no REAL vacation anywhere in my near future. My dreams of having another week of quiet in the sun with my husband are just that, dreams, as it is unlikely to happen for at least another 2 years. And normally I’d look forward to summer, but this year I have the impending arrival of baby and therefore no sleep and total exhaustion for at least six months, starting in July. Ok, it is sort of exciting, but the fact that my husband and spent most of our time discussing our retirement this past week says a lot about where our thoughts are.
On top of the gloom of the holiday blues, I also have to deal with the upcoming London Fashion Week trip. Most people will think I am being silly saying I am not excited, but they have probably not done the fashion weeks before. I can’t believe some editors do all four of the major fashion weeks, even with a car and driver it would still be incredibly exhausting. Here are some of the reasons why I am dreading my trip to London (and I hope none of my London friends aren’t reading this…because I am really excited to see you guys!)
1. As a blogger attending fashion week, I will have to look good every day. But not just good, FASHION good. This is extremely stressful. First of all, I will be 5 months pregnant by then, which means basically nothing fits. Usually I’d pack an empty suitcase and fill up while I am there, but I can’t take that risk this time, as I am not sure I will find time to shop before LFW, which means I will shop at the end of the my trip. And so I need to try and find 5-6 interesting outfits, which is closer to impossible considering the size of my stomach.
2. I will have to wear high heels every day. Normally, this isn’t a problem, but my legs and back have not been coping with 5 inch stilettos since I’ve started to put on baby weight. Plus, I will be traveling by public transport quite a bit, and walking a lot, two things which I am not used to doing on a regular basis in very high heels anymore, now that I have a car.
3. It will be raining every day. Ok, that isn’t guaranteed, but considering it is London in February, I’ve got a 99% chance of rain. Every day. And I will have to stand around a lot in the rain. Wearing high heels. That is what happens outside of fashion shows, unless you are a VIP, and even then, sometimes you wait around a lot.
4. I will be carrying my Kelly bag for the first time. This is terrifying, even though it is insured. The whole point of having this bag is to wear it, and what better time than a fashion week, but what if it gets scratched, wet, or god forbid, stolen? It is scary. But it is coming with me. And we will have to be brave.
5. Tom Ford is going to be there. And he is doing his presentation during LFW, which means it is going to be a serious fashion week, and EVERYONE is going to be there. Not that London isn’t usually that serious, but many major editors don’t consider it a priority. This has changed since Burberry moved its Prorsum show from Milan to London, but it is still the least important of the big four (New York, London, Milan, Paris.) So not only am I going to have to attempt to look fabulous with my pregnant stomach, tottering on my high heels, and avoiding the rain, but it is also likely I’ll get very few decent fashion show invitations, as I will be competing with a lot more people. (Although, I am not sure that this is such a bad thing, as then I’ll have to spend my time shopping and hanging out with friends…)
On that note, there are of course the positive sides to fashion week. The main one is that I will see my old friends, whom I miss dearly. I will get to see some beautiful collections. And also, I will be spending very little money as I won’t be drinking (which usually accounts for 80% of any trip to London) and I can’t buy any proper clothes because I am pregnant. I will be able to focus all my energy on buying shoes and eating, which should be a lot of fun. And did I mention London has the best Indian food? Can’t wait!