good karma

The other day - while doing a round of press day events - I saw Isabel on the street. I was leaving Moschino and she was going inside. I'm suddenly feeling the StreetStyle Shooting thing starting up for me again, and she was the first proper 'streetstyle' posed shot I did that day. We were chatting and I went to sit in the shade of a doorway, hot and thirsty, to do my nails.



I don't know if this is a direct Karmic result of making a new friend, but suddenly, a very elegant silver haired gentleman in a suit opened the door of the stoop I was sitting on, and asked if I'd like a glass of water. I was totally blown away. He came back a minute later with the most delicious, ice cold glass, in a good quality, crystal tumbler. I felt like I had stumbled upon an oasis in a desert. On Conduit Street. Turns out I was sitting on the stoop for Sotheby's: their real estate offices. 'The serious part', my second new friend said.

And while I was drinking my cool clear water, who should happen to pass but Isabel! She's just started working at Conde Nast - loves it there - and is such a sunshiney smiley soul. We chatted a bit more and I told her about Chanel: I hope she got there in time.



Granted it's a rather lame Karmic story, as Karmic stories go, but if you want to read some really good ones, CLICK HERE and read the comments, they're really good. And while you're at it: might as well try for tickets! If you've never trashed a hotel room, you can always tell me how you would, or why not. And if you don't believe in Karma, I'd like to hear why not!

Here's the thing I feel about Karma: she can be a bitch, but not if you treat her right.

Hope you're too busy having fun this weekend to read this: it is gloriously sunny - such a treat because I was really hoping to be back in Miami/Palm Beach right now - with Mr. Dot - and we couldn't go. But I had a good attitude about it, and now England is bathed in freaky Florida sunshine: evidences once again of Good Karma in action.