A Smile and A Head Rag

Got up early this morning and exercised. It's going to be such a beautiful day - it's hot already. The theme for today is cool and urbane. I'm dropping a resume off at Hearst Magazine for O Magazine, and maybe a couple of other places.

The GMAD Fashion Show meeting was cool, even though I've been utterly left out of the mix. I'm going to try to infuse as much creativity into what I've been given. It sure was nice seeing Donald Credle and his fine self! What I wouldn't give to lay my head on that chest just once, but he doesn't even know that I'm alive. Well, no kamikaze missions - attraction that is not mutual is frivolous and silly. We left GMAD together. Our conversation was so strained; maybe I was trying too hard. Walking west down 125th Street we ran into an associate of his, a pretty former model named Collette. She asked me if I was a model! I was exasperated! I mean, my hair looked fierce, but I was just bumming around in some jeans and a T-shirt! What a compliment! Well, Fifth Avenue is my runway today! *LOL!*

"I look good! They love me, they hate me, but they all say, 'She looks good, though! You gotta admit it!'"

Current Mood: determined