Yesterday, while I was fighting off (and losing a battle with) the rampant insecurity that strikes when I have to interview insanely trendy fashion designers in Paris, an email with a link arrived on my blackberry. Click the link and there’s a photo of me on the Vogue web site – a hideously unflattering photo. I stand in all my double-chinned glory, gawping at the fashionistas in front of me. Our bureau assistant spotted it yesterday and apparently the whole office had a good laugh.
Sigh.
In British terms, as of today I’ve lost a stone – 14 pounds – but not one single item of clothing appears to be any looser. Where is this weight coming off from? My eyelids?
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