Observation: Humans and their foibles

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Sports Injury AKA Is This My Body Saying, “Juju, Maybe This Recent Fad of Regular Training Isn’t Really You?”

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4cm wide internal bruise on right calf and the blogger hobbles.

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Going for a late evening mini jog last week caused a sports injury to yours truly. Nothing severe mind you. A sensation of sudden ‘pinging’ inside the leg, akin to something being brushed harshly on outside of right calf.

Diagnosis: Right calf injury, 4cm internal bruise, aka rupture of the gastrocnemius or soleus muscle (without Google I wouldn’t be quoting these words in this manner, guilty and fine about it).

What am I to do without regular twice-sometimes-thrice-weekly sessions alongside sweaty alpha males Please see earlier blog on boxing if you have no idea what I am harking on about, for fear this may sound a little bit like I am regularly partaking in nawty nocturnals to cope in recession – a thought that is starting to be taken more seriously (internally). No big deal, right?

While they’re not getting laid, aren’t footballers laid up for weeks with serious injuries? Difference is, they have servants serving / kneeding / pampering.

So OK, we had been suffering for some days, but really not taking it seriously. Just under a week later, I take myself to All Stars for my fix, do the warm up, do the pads and then it’s skip skipping time…not an intelligent move. That ‘pang’ feeling happened again, rather akin to the sound of a spring popping in a mattress…Properly hurt, found some ice, tried to stand on it, not happening.  Apparently my face was ‘pale grey’ and I looked like I was about to pass out – hobbled back, having decided not to take the car to class that evening. An ironic rarity.

Frozen peas, elevated leg and spasming through body. Had been advised to do the peas, elevation thing three days earlier and had ignored.

Lovely new friend Aimee di Marco is a doctor at St Mary’s – we met through boxing and she witnessed my faint visage…said she would organise an ultrasound scan. Love useful friends – a bonus.

The next day was ruled out for a visit to A&E due to a ‘filming’ day with a friend who is trying to get a documentary idea commissioned by heads of TV on a miracle worker.  Said miracle worker with angel wings is Gali, who makes wigs and sadly I have met her after my mother recently underwent chemotherapy..., no way I was going to cancel the day, a lady with alopecia since the age of 12 for hers, and the angel herself…So I was a wobbly and moaning assistant for the day, with spasming through my body head-to-toe, simultaneously experiencing out-of-body occurrences, with no drug assistance.

The following morning, fabulous Nikki (aka Nikki Busmate) collected and transported to St Mary’s. Great service with a smile and I was discharged, being told to rest up and carry on popping ibuprofen and no sport for at least two weeks. Doctor buddy Aimee said not to leave the premises. SHO Damian kept running to the waiting room in his busy day, updating me on availability of scanner and I was treated impeccably – Bupa-style-service-on-the-freebie health service- thoroughly recommendable.

By 1pm I was limping up to 3rd floor with Damian leading the way (trained perfectly by Aimee) to Dr Dick – and kneeled elegantly on all fours with gel being smoothed over achilles and calf. It was then that we were informed of internal bloody huge bloody bruise. Fortunately no tear, no crutches and big special needs black boot with velcro required.

Still spasming, still house-bound, but we are taking slow steps to recovery. Friends are delivering groceries. Am slowly observing an out-of-body realization; not sure training is what body is aching for. How about I start training in the same way as I drive, visualising toned bod as I visualise parking spaces.

(Boxing boys I’ll be back soon).

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Why do the Italians always get it right?

Something in their DNA just exudes vibrancy, passion and of course, style.

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Only the Italians can get away with launching a jewellery collection for teens, maintaining a cuteness, without trying too hard to be too grown-up, or a carbon copy of middle-aged women, just smaller in size..Check out the new line from Amore & Baci, gorgeous, colourful, wearable 20%-30% smaller dimensions than the grown-up range and 20%-30% less pricey. Perfect too for those femmes with teeny wrists.

What an innovative idea for the brand who sells their composable bracelets all over the UK & Ireland. 100′s of colourful charms to choose from.

Perfect for winning over teen stallions summer 010 – just you wait!

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Observation: humans and their foibles

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Is Recession Chic Making Us Nicer?

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If London PR girls are joining forces, this has to mean something good is happening, right?

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Since Tuesday at 6pm, my mind has been newly blessed with a medley of post-event positive thoughts and musings about the current state of world affairs. Having been part of the ‘Fashion PR World’ and its shenanigans for a decade, cynicism has often been a tad high on the list when pondering the PR industry. It appears that what with the current goings-on in the economy and the financial downturn on all things pricey and frivolous, the ego seems to have been miraculously left to the side. The overall atmosphere amongst those in similar trades has been enhanced and teamwork, partnerships and co-operatives seem to be on the rise. A true sign of the times.

On Tuesday, I joined forces with two PR agencies MLPR and Iroquois PR, for a seasonal press day. Both Marie Louise and Catherine Morris head up successful agencies specialising in fashion and accessories both on a luxury and high street level.

So MLPR, JRPR and Iroquois all joined together and displayed their clients’ wares, from 9am until 6pm at Jalouse, on Hanover Square (yours truly came in last and really has to thank the others for sourcing such a fab venue) in London’s W1 and the turn-out was all a highly strung freelance PR chick could have wished for. Editorial teams from the majority of the UK top glossies turned up, including Elle, Glamour, Vogue, Grazia, Harper’s Bazaar and Brides poured through the doors. Clients included Amore & Baci jewellery who launched the Teen Collection to the world, well after the BaselWorld presentation last month, Orit Jewellery, Apartment C , Beyond Skin, Christopher Raeburn, Wilbur & Gussie, Lucas Jack, Brazelle and many more.

The press arrived and didn’t seem to want to leave; such a great sign as there were a lot of press days happening all over the city the same day. Champagne could have been a factor…another great sign too, no advertisers were there, yet still the press came to see what we had to offer. Clients seemed delighted and it is just so refreshing to have one’s faith restored in an industry that is often so tainted with negative energy from the outside and within, on a purely superficial level of course.

Girls in business should stick together more often.

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Boutique Travel Consultancy

The Girls To Know For Bespoke Travel Concierge Service To Southern African & The Indian Ocean Islands

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Are you dreaming of an African summer? Have you booked your main holiday? You have to check out Here’s My Card. Bespoke travelling has just stepped up a notch.

Two sisters, brought up in South Africa, of British heritage, are running an incredibly successful boutique travel consultancy; Here’s My Card. Kerry and Clare Collins have a slick, select and tantalising set-up, specialising in a concierge approach to travel within Southern Africa & The Indian Ocean Islands.

Here’s My Card specialises in tailor-made itineraries to suit exact client specifications & requirements.  With utter precision and care, clients at Here’s My Card are taken care of from right from the start through to the end. After all, for old-school ‘bespoke’ to truly work, it is all in the detail.

Kerry and Clare’s hands-on approach means that all organisation and bookings are undertaken, from boutique hotels to barefoot luxury retreats, from sumptuous villas to private lodges – as well as chefs, chauffeurs, helicopters, private hikes, car hire, restaurants etc….the list is endless.

The Collins sisters have ‘tried & tested’ most of the properties themselves, meaning that all properties come with their personal seal of approval and they both have personal relationships with the owners & management teams, in order to ensure that Here’s My Card clients have the best experience & service.

How incredibly tempting is the chance to relish the land of intense sights, sounds and unrivaled natural beauty and have a holiday created just for you and your loved ones?