virgin barbie

So we were flying on Virgin, Heathrow to Miami on Tuesday, and they announced soon after take-off that, sorry, they're understaffed and service might be a bit slow. The pilot said whoever turned in the neatest tray would get a free bottle of champagne.

I didn't care about the champagne, I just wanted to win. A), I never win anything and B), I'm such a Hermoine from Harry Potter when it comes to neat trays. Hells' bells, if they'd had that contest sooner, I'd have a whole case of free champagne by now. I mused aloud, as Mr. Dot was scarfing down his beef stew, if neatness counts all thru the meal. He was on his pudding while I was still painstakingly unpeeling the foil lid from my main. Which is normal for us.



So I made a quip to James, our steward, who said I could help with the washing up. I asked if he was kidding and he asked if I was, and the next thing I knew, they were tying me up in a red apron and putting plastic gloves on my hands & James I were collecting trays (and, as he pointed out, we beat the other aisle!).



We then did a quick photo shoot for my blog while James said 'Get the doll!' Apparently Virgin Barbie comes on all their flights & he showed me shots on my phone.. such a hoot. I hope he'll remember to send me the photos! And they did give me the champagne, and the pilot told the plane about me, but I didn't do it for the glory. What girl hasn't dreamed of being a stewardess, even if only for a day?

It was such a great flight & we got to my mom's in Palm Beach County & found out the hot tub is broken, the parts are on order, the pools are too cool because the cold wave switched off the heaters, and I was all bummed out.

Then she told me about Haiti, which had happened while we were in the air. And it put everything into perspective.



I'm wearing: grey cotton hooded grey pullover jumper that looks but doesn't feel like a knight's chain mail garment, over American Apparel grey mini jumper dress, 'Chanel jade' pale green footless tights from Tabio, tan suede Ugg-like boots from God knows where, and red cotton apron from Virgin Airlines.