I had been stuck in traffic, for almost three hours. The rain, as it often does in our city, disrupted schedules, caused chaos and had us yelling at each other like Neanderthals.
Just another day in the life of a city dweller. As for me, I was above all of this. Only because I too had finished my quota of yelling like a Neanderthal in lipstick and my throat was now hoarse. Happy thoughts, think them, now, I hissed to myself. And back bounced happy memories from a recent trip to Coorg. If only I could escape, again, soon enough.
This month’s posts are dedicated to our travel to Coorg a few months back with the exception of one outfit that I’m saving for next month. You’ll see why in due time.
Enjoy the issue.
take a bow