Two days after Hope's engagement celebration in Monaco, I flew to Paris for the International Solar Alliance press conference.
The hotel, the network have booked my stay at is quite generous. Celebrity Shit!
But I sit here, at the floor of my very chic room, going through hundreds if not thousands of papers and documentations of the alliance's earlier pledges, what was promised, what was done, diplomat's statements, blah, blah...you get the deal. Not very celebrity shit!
And I look like I have crawled my way here from hell. But that's journalism for you. My friends think I'm living a dream life and no complains! I, really, am living a dream. It's just , it's not as sexy as they make it sound. Sure, I get to travel around the world and get an equally handsome pay but the research that goes behind all of this, so that you can come up with questions that make the world's best minds sweat, is crazy.
Sleepless nights are a common thing if you want to be at the top of your game. The podcasts ain't lying.
"Okay hi to you, ghost from The Grudge," Stephen mocks as he peeks from my door.
I look up at him and stretch the bags under my eyes. "You know, I prefer The Nun."
"So I guess you won't be having your regular croissants. Ready to eat diplomats for breakfast?
"Barely."
He chuckles but then he notices the cup in my hand. "What is this? Fourth? Fifth?"
"Don't come at me. I am stressed. Coffee and sugar keeps me going."
"What happened to,Stephan throw a shoe at me if you see me with coffee or sugary food again." He mimics me. A great mimicry, I must say.
"It's the fifth and the last one I promise. Throw a shoe tomorrow. I can manage wrinkles for today."
He laughs, pushing back his curly brown hair back. "See you tomorrow Nina, goodnight."
"Goodnight Steph."
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Apply highlighter on the inner corner of your eyes to make them pop open.
People listen to music. People listen to podcasts. People listen to chants and prayers. That's what people do in the morning.
But not your girl.
She listens to Beauty and makeup tutorials, so that she can hide her dark circles from a long night and pimples from the sugar she eats.
But hey! your girl also listens to music, podcasts and prayers; just not in the morning. Technically beauty videos can qualify as praying. Praying to Aphrodite.
This information about me might have you believe that I am looking like a sunshine leaving rose petals at my walk. Nope! Na-uhh!
Denim shorts and a tank top in this fancy ass hotel amongst important looking people with luxury clothing. Till now, I have spotted five Chanel, three Gucci and one of each Balmain and Louboutin.
Hope tells me I'm a Gemini sun. She then went on and on about what it meant but I am going to give you a quick one line summary. It meant I can go from a gothic band member who looks like she is homeless to a Ralph Lauren model in two seconds.
And that is exactly what I'm going to do after I finish this croissant in front of me. I have to be comfortable enough to eat my fill. That is not possible when you smell like a fashion show.
My job pays well for a comfortable lifestyle. But if I have to indulge in luxury, I have to save money for it. Therefore, I like to be extremely careful with the things I own. All the reasons why I do not dress up when I am having a king size breakfast.
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