Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Mother City Madhouse

I'm heading back to Cape Town. Because, you know, it has been SO long since I was last there [this is a lie] and The Mermaid is going, so I figured I should too. But the real reason...
is...
I'm...
...
Modeling.
I don't like telling people this because it is a bit of a joke. I am certainly no model. But when The Jew called and asked whether I would walk for his Fashion Week qualifying show because I am [apparently] PERFECT for one of his dresses, I simply could not say no. And when he raved about my measurements after I sent them to him, I was feeling so damn flattered that I would have hitchhiked to Cape Town is I had to. [Okay, this is a lie too. I don't even want to fly Mango to Cape Town [ew], let alone hitchhike.]
So tonight I land at 9pm, after which I am going for drinks with SLK [the brunette version of me. Or I'm the blonde version of her, whichever you choose. Either way she is awesome.], Lauren Fowler [a fab creator [for want of a better word] who I have been wanting to meet since Liam showed me pictures of her knitting needle and yarn tattoo and seeing some of her creations] and BeatnikBazaar [whose store and blog are filled with the loveliest of lovely things] in Camps Bay. I'm staying at the Cape Royale with SLK tonight [I know, right? My life is so damn difficult!] and tomorrow night I make my runway debut. [Well, not really. But the last time I did I was wearing a British flag and fishnets, so we don't talk about that.]
It all sounds fab, so if you want tickets [R90] call Elizabeth Galloway on 021 8800 775. Also, if you're religious please pray that my schmodeling debut does not go like this:
Oh. Oh my. Please, dear gods of all things stunning, don't let me be fashion roadkill.

1 comment:

Grace_Says said...

haha!! fashion road kill