I don’t know what’s more exciting, this gig in India or getting 16 (and counting) comments on my blog! Not to mention a couple of very sweet emails from my blogging buddies. It’s so nice to have your good wishes and backing, believe me, if this can happen to me, it can happen to any one of us.
I am heading down to the Indian High Commission tomorrow to get my visa and then I think the reality will kick in. At the moment I am panicking about really random, stupid things. Like, what’s the baggage allowance on Jet Airways? How am I gonna get my monthly haircut when I’m a million miles away from my hairdresser Hayley, the only person allowed near my hair? What does a jeans-n-tee girl pack for an eight week fashionista gig in India? And what on earth will I do without my weekly Grazia fix?