This has me all excited!!!

Ok Ok this has hints of being a tad bit addictive!! Umm my last post was just a few hours back and now i am hankering for more!

Its shockingly like a 14 year old surfing the television in the living room long after his folks are asleep, all in the hopes for a glimpse of that oh so elusive scantily clad Aphrodite ish starlet to satisfy his raging hormones.....But i guess i finally understand the constant ramblings of my Internet obsessed best friend (aka the queen-he/she knows what i am talking about!)

Ok time for a flashback! I got into p.r 6 months back, till then it was mutton rolls at TEFLAS (A legend in Jawahar Lal Nehru University), early evening walks in the gigantic campus were followed by massive bitching sessions with fellow thespians and anti colonistic-neo-romantic-idealistic doped out scholars (Its ridiculous the drugs in that place, all indigenously grown might i add, so forget the poor afghanis smugglers trying to make a living!)

Ok see there I go getting all distracted again! Back to the topic at hand... so bam here i was at this posh little apartment/office near the snobbiest market around town! The start was fun! Though i was a bit bothered by the fact that within the first day assumptions were made that your truly was more of a muahhh-muahhin PR type (read lifestyle/bling/blah!)

But hey who am i too question people! And so there i started like a virginal belle being lead to her wedding bed, I too was lead to mine...aka a spanking new 5 star (Upscale, they insist on that) hotel! Thus began the daily grind, the first meeting with the client wasn't scheduled for a week later, but the bashing had begun!

Immediate target: my dressing sense! Now i am as fashionably aware as any other Mtvised young un in today's world, but i always have had that whole neo-romantic madness to me, mirrored at time conspicuously in my clothing!

To quote-" Are you really wearing that (with the most irritating prep girl twang added to it)" I was smashed and flabbergasted...was I, an aspiring fashionista truly be guilty of a fashion faux pass!?!! I rushed to the washroom to check my appearance (vanity is a major virtue of mine) besides the usual 'i am so ugly and fat' teenage girl routine, I didn't notice nothing that was earth shattering...

But then it hit me....PR isn't it all about image, wasn't i myself guilty of so many times tearing many a people to bits over their clothes and now that it finally happened to me.....did i realise the impact of a sharp taunt......

Oh don't worry i ain't getting preachy again! I got over the entire episode with a quick piece of chocolate and was back to my best judgemental self......To prove read kindly read data appended below!

Where do i begin (rubbing hands in glee!)...... Ok firstly let me tell you folks out there.... full bred Delhi socialites have really bad breath!!! A certain polo player/entrepreneur (who isn't one these days!) has such an issue with mouth hygiene that a 5 mile radius around him needs to be cordoned off!

As you can see from the above mentioned small tid bit my spiritual-i-won't-be-mean-in-p.r phase ended quite quick! *grin*.....

Ok lets do a quick Reece of the content so far..... Witty, bitchy and umm perhaps could be a bit sharper eh. A bit more streamlined , but what do i do its my most endearing quality my beloved neuroticism thats compels me to jump from topic to topic! Ok promise to my reader(s) my fingers are still crossed. Next post will be more subject centric!

Ciao xoxo