When I’m globe-trotting, my morning ritual kicks off with an email check an hour after waking up. This time, I’m in Italy, prepping for Bvlgari’s glam runway event tonight.
In business mode, my buddies know to give me some space to work.
So imagine my surprise when I got a cheeky message from my pal Rockit, accompanied by a headline what her daughter, Arlette, who’s always fancied herself an “Internet thug” (LOL) sent her for Mother’s Day.
Rockit’s messages hit me like a sax solo, always lifting my spirits—she’s a whirlwind of fun! Our legendary adventures with her partner Rebel make me feel like I’m part of their vibrant family.
Clicking the attachment, I was greeted by a photo of yours truly!
The rascal mailed her mom a book titled “University of Fashion Barbie” by some bloke named Frederic Beigbeder. Never heard of him? Neither had I, so I dove into the Google rabbit hole. Surprise! It’s a 1998 gem from the US, now available in English.
Rockit’s holding onto it until I visit in two months for a good page-turning session.
Curious, I asked how Arlette stumbled upon this gem. Turns out, she and her boyfriend Jef found it while treasure-hunting at a San Diego flea market, and naturally, Rockit came to thug’s mind.
How sweet and thoughtful!
I wonder if Arlette knows Rockit’s been spinning tales about me?
Rockit mentioned a page on Couture Houses and Designers who’ve dressed me over the years. Honestly, I’ve lost track and never jotted them down.
With just two hours before a Bvlgari lunch party—I’m practically part of their family after wearing their past collections—I need to hustle.
I can’t wait to hobnob with my style-savvy advisors who help me rock last-minute invites.
To anyone reading this, get creative with side gigs! It’s how I jet-set to exotic locales.
Why the side gig shout-out?
Well, Fashion events aren’t freebies!
I foot the bill for flights, hotels, and expenses to buddy up with big brands and grow my online empire.
Are you getting what I am saying here?
