LIVE FROM NEW YORK....IT'S MISS B

I start the grind on Monday, which should be every bit as taxing as I anticipate it being.  Don't get me wrong I am always very excited to meet with the editors of my favorite interior design magazines (tomorrow's line up includes Elle Decor, Veranda and Traditional Home, eek!) but I do get very nervous and trying not to be only seems to exacerbate my condition. My Godmother likes to tell me that it's just a case of the vapors, breathe into a bag and all will be good.  I don't think I can actually be breathing into paper bags during these meetings without being branded as 'that lunatic publicist that breathes into paper bags during meetings'.  So I just quietly let my nerves rage an internal war and I smile, try to be as pleasant + polite as possible and answer every question as if my life depended on the correct answer. No sweat right?

It is my hope that this is my last NYC trip as a publicist, I had hung up that hat a long time ago but I do happen to keep being dragged back in.  This time though I really feel confident that this is my last hurrah and of course that makes this trip even more nerve wracking. I don't think I will have much time to update my blog this week so I started a Twitter account for the duration.  I can't promise I will keep up the feed as much after the trip (I really don't do/say anything exciting enough to) but I am hoping to take you all along with me this week while I traverse the city streets.  If you were following me,  you would have seen the above photo, which I caught with my Iphone at a street corner--very surreal. More hijinks to come....