Sydney Canberra Melbourne all in a week, Im feeling quite fortunate thought I would write a rave on it!
Dear Diary,
I’ve got a new favorite game: rave or rant review! It’s such a thrill to share what excites and inspires me, so here goes.
Rave: I’m buzzing with excitement! I scored a suite in Melbourne for the weekend, and all I had to do was pull off a bit of magic. Flights booked, photographer arranged, makeup artist and stylist secured—all done tonight. It was a breeze, unlike those shoots that drag on for months of planning. I can’t wait to dive into this adventure.
Now, for the rant, something that’s left a sour taste. I had to cut my Canberra tour short because of a weird message from a client. He expected me to change my deposit and cancellation terms, claiming his high-end clientele deserved special treatment. It really threw me off. We connected on so many levels, and his sudden superiority complex felt like a slap in the face. Judgement is tricky, especially when you barely know someone after a few meetings and messages.
Back to the good stuff—today was a blast! So much has changed in the past seven months. Travel is back, uni is demanding with early mornings and less phone time, but honestly, my body is loving it. My curves are tighter and more defined. This week is ovulation week, and I’m riding a wave of good vibes. Everything is just flowing perfectly.
With one tour down, I’m nearing the end of my reign as an independent. Soon, I’ll be handing off my phone and email duties to a manager. As much as I love controlling my communications, I’m excited about having more freedom. Less responsibility means more time to enjoy glamorous moments and savor our rendezvous without the constant juggle. I’m ready for more fun and fewer worries.
Until next time,
Me
