About a week ago today I arrived at London's notorious Heathrow Airport just days before the Royal wedding. Jet lagged and over an hour and a half late my plane finally disembarked unleashing me and my fellow travelers to rush the customs gate all at once. Mind you I was due to land in England by 10:00a in order to meet an 11:30a transfer to the port of South Hampton. All things being equal I should have had more than enough time to achieve this schedule. So far the plan was working; depart JFK sans makeup so that I would arrive London the next morning somewhat energized and freshly primped. I would exit the plane, LV luggage, dark Chanel glasses in tow and voila, I'm channeling my inner rock star. Well, the best laid plans...(you know
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