Long Haul Hell

On Friday morning Caitlin and I headed to the Sydney International Airport ready to board our flight to New York city (via Los Angeles) to attend Full Figured Fashion Week™. It was going to be an epic flight, approximately 22 hours in total. I had my snazzy American Tourister luggage and my special plane outfit and I felt like a princess! We checked in without any hassle and after a quick bite to eat it was time to board the plane.

We still couldn’t quite believe it was happening although at that point it still didn’t feel quite real. As we lined up waiting to take our seat we noticed how many people had dressed up for the occasion, full make up, big jewellery and lots of heels. Caitlin and I had decided the night before that we were going to skip all that, it just didn’t seem practical. I was make up free and moisturised and I wore the softest  sweater tunic and black leggings from Virtu with the scarf my mum and sister bought me back from their trip to Paris… oh and I wore my thongs because I’m a fashionable lady.

Fly away with me…

Somehow Caitlin managed to sleep on and off for the entire journey. I on the other hand was completely and utterly wired. I tried to busy myself into slumber by watching movies, reading my book and taking inappropriate photos of Caitlin whilst she slept but even that didn’t work. It wasn’t until our change over at LAX and we were on the second plane to NYC that I was finally able to doze off but only after shedding some frustrated tears in the toilet cubicle. It was a pretty stressing situation and I found it terribly difficult to get comfortable whilst having so many people in my personal space.

I wish I could say the food was a comfort. Sure there were parts that I liked but three days later my stomach is still trying to forget. Everyone else seemed pretty pleased with their food but mine just didn’t agree with me. The actual task of eating was also no easy feat. Arms resembled those of T-Rex, tiny cutting movements, afraid of bumping the person next to you and covering them with lemonade. The food trays, devoured and covered in rubbish then sat on your table for up to an hour waiting to be cleared. The whole process was painful.

My Carry On Toiletry Kit

• Face Cream
• Lip Balm
• Body Lotion
• Hand Sanitiser
• Compact Mirror
• Perfume
• Hair Brush
• Lip Gloss
• Mascara
• Water Spritz Can (awesome)
• Hair Ties
• Bobby Pins
• Tissues

To kill time between movies I walked around a lot as did most people. I touched my toes, did squats and chatted to strangers nearby. I had some lovely conversations onboard the flight but I can’t say that they were as touching as the one Chantelle had. Soon the flight was over and I couldn’t wait to get my luggage, our private car was waiting for us which we’d pre-booked and it was the best investment ever.

We arrived safely at our hotel, Affinia Manhattan… and passed out.

#DMNYC Day Two Coming Soon

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