It has certainly been a while. Apologies for the long delay. Have had a few emails from people asking if I’m still alive and kicking, and why no more blog posts, but to tell the truth, Bombay life has just got a hold of me; it’s been pretty manic.
I’m currently working at Vogue India. A month in, and I absolutely love it. The November issue came out during my first week here, so here’s some totty for you all, Sonam Kapoor on the cover.
I’ve also had my first piece published, and am now heading up Vogue’s online arts blog, so hopefully more of that to come. Pretty shameless, but here’s the link http://www.vogue.in/content/fashion-face .I’ve also recently been involved in a shoot for GQ with a Bollywood actor. Can’t really disclose any more than that, but it will be out at some point early next year, so you can all have a laugh at my expense. Totally out of my depth, but was pretty amusing, and I got to wear some cool outfits.
Aside from that, Bombay life is great. I say that; I have had some awful days. Yesterday being a good example. I had to head to hospital (for a minor injury) in the back of a taxi infested with fleas. Everything was fine, but I arrived at Breach Candy hospital distinctly unamused, covered in bites and panicking about contracting the Black Death.
The Black Death
Last weekend I headed down to Goa with some friends. Great to get out of the smog of Bombay (I read yesterday that living here has a similar effect on your lungs as smoking four packets of cigarettes a day), and just lie on a beach. We took an overnight bus, along with a family of cockroaches, and arrived the next morning in the heady tropical landscape of Goa.
Ashwem Beach, Goa
I suppose in England things must be feeling very festive. I have commandeered a palm tree to do the honours this year, and it has been decorated with an assortment of bangles and ribbons from my travels.
My Christmas Palm
It looks pretty odd, but then I suppose Christmas this year may be quite an odd one. It certainly isn’t going to be a white one.