So, today was awesome.
I met Mary.
I had my photo taken with Mary.
Mary was visibly moved by the fact I was wearing her Dorchester blouse.
Suffice to say, Mary and La are pretty much besties.
But – sadly – that’s where we leave it for now, as the Glamour of motherhood has once again intruded upon the fabulousness of fashion, and La’m at Royal Prince Alfred Hospital with a crook female Junior Cost Centre.
Right now, Mary’s probably having her toes kissed by textile design students and her hair fondled by Vogue editors. And I’m surrounded by red-faced, steaming, squealing, poorly infants. But hey ho. Nothing can break our bond.
More tomorrow, plus PICS.