To Auntie Funmie and my Lost Gucci Bag!

I got an email this morning from one of my favorite Aunts in London. Auntie Funmie wanted to know why I hadn't blogged in awhile. Her exact words were "I check everyday and nothing" as she is used to seeing a blog from me at least once a month (ouch). Where some people blog more consistently (like Folake Huntoon :) ) me, I can barely pull the monthly blurb off - LOL! Sad , I know... Folake, someone needs LESSONS!!!

So, I decided to devote this one to her:)

Updates ....

December was the craziest time for me with Christmas shopping for clients, gift fulfilling and the birth of my new nephew, I had my hands FULL!!

Come January, I was trying to catch up and trying to set myself up for the year. Sounds easy...sooooo NOT!!! My husband was out of town for about 3 weeks which meant, I was juggling ALL by myself. And I was sooooooo looking forward to FASHION WEEK. Thinking back I can only groan!!!

This was supposed to be a super exciting week for me. One of my celebrity clients was coming to town, had two photo shoots lined up...all exciting stuff right??


WRONG!!!!

First my client canceled , no brainer there... The client is always right. And there was always a fifty-fifty chance that he may or may not show up. So, I just took that in stride and looked forward to the rest of the week.

Well bad stroke number 2...

As I am leaving the tents after the Domenico Vacca Show I realize I was missing one of my three bags - the most important one, my hand bag!! Now if you know me, you know my bags are always big and have everything PLUS the kitchen sink in it! This day was no different! I was literally in tears!! If at any point in time you saw me during fashion week at the tents and I wasn't my usual bubbly self, now you know why! I was DEVASTATED!!! 2 shows and that was it! Every time I went back to the tents after that it was to check if anything turned up or to the command center to find out if anything turned up on the cameras...I think I probably attended one more show on the last day, but my heart was no longer in it.

Sigh!!!

Through it all , I learned that New York's finest are actually the best people to turn to when you have problems. The policemen were truly the best. As I was crying my eyes out and feeling the worst...they totally pulled it together. Between the police , my hubby , Ava and Rain...phew, they pulled ME together.

Rain darling, I owe you a total apology for turning your trip down here into a police station hangout session...I missed not getting my hair done and all the shows and parties. I am truly sorry!! But I love you so much for being the shoulder I cried on through it all. I will NEVER forget that. With me its the little things.

As they say , what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. For the people that know the details, you know it was more than just a bag. But I can't really talk too much about it because the investigation is still underway.


So...

Since I know I am not the only one who has lost a bag before. Tell me your story. What did you lose? Trust me, no one's could be as bad as mine.

Thanks to everyone that helped and especially to my hubby for understanding.
Detective Ann Guerin...THANKS!!!!