Dove
My feet were absolutely killing me as I walked into my suite feeling like the definition of a zombie. I had barely gotten sleep in the jet, I was too nervous for when we landed in Milan, my mind already preparing itself for the cameras that were going to be in my face and the flashes. I was worried about how I would look at my first proper fashion show and how I would master my first official red carpet event.
It left me a tight ball of anxiety and when we landed it didn't get any better. Mr Billie was a master of cameras, charming paparazzi as he spoke Italian, Bucky was even better, I didn't think he had to work hard to get the perfect picture to be honest. When it was my turn I thought I was going to throw up. New York was intense but a full fashion week was worse.
