Well, Stylers, I made it.
If you play along with me on Instagram you would have seen the photos along the … LONG, LONG way to get to this fair city.
And can I just say, thank God it’s a city that never sleeps because I don’t think there will be much sleeping on my cards over the next few days.
After about 30 hours of travel (door-to-door) I walked into the giant lobby of the Hilton New York about 11pm on Wednesday night. There were
moms on the loose professional female bloggers everywhere.
I came over all a bit giddy.
And may have cried and squealed all at the same time when I saw my blogging friends Beth and Sarah. You know that emotional moment when you’ve flown half way around the world and then see a familiar face? Yep, I had it … and it had nothing at all to do with the fact that Beth said she had a bottle of Prosecco for us to share up in the room. Nothing at all
She we drank Prosecco, I ordered room service chopped cobb salad as I couldn’t remember the last time I’d eaten a meal and we blogged and chatted until the wee hours.
Sleep came easily but was short-lived.
I woke up to a beautiful sunny day, yellow cabs and police whistles below in the street, buildings towering above …
… and these shoes delivered to my hotel room for my arrival.
Yes, you know you’re in New York when the Stuart Weitzman shoes you ordered online from your home in Australia arrive before you do.
Now, excuse me while I freshen up this jetlagged bod … there’s a big, big city out there and I need to get amongst it.