Work-from-home day meant literally looking like I just woke up – unfortunately I wasn’t the glamorous natural beauty that all the mags love to celebrate. Thankfully I wasn’t expecting that, had too much experience with it already.
Fresh(ish) and bare faced, ripped denim shorts, getting down to my work party of one. I have a new theory about myself following this day and past experiences – I could in fact be the complete opposite of the definition of an introvert. A day by myself and I am zapped of energy, a day of busyness and company and I could keep on going. To a point.
Which is why I am just sitting watching The Block right now and not living it up at Carriageworks. It’s a bad case of zombie when you miss a fashion week event. I know I will suffer from terrible FOMO tomorrow, so I’m hoping that the vibes from these bright and wonderful outfits will infiltrate my mind and transform my coming morning.