The last week has been an amazing combination of beauty, love, friendship in Goa and gigantic piles of shit concerning my work. I have been in Mangalore for two days now and have only quickly at night seen where Leo and Inge live, for the rest I have been fulltiming to hopefully still get my working permit before friday for Tokyo. Ah yes, I still don’t have that. At the moment, I am without my passport (on its way to an embassy) and no one knows if it will be back on time for my flights. In-cre-di-ble. If anyone still believes the modelling industry is nothing but glamour, please buy a ticket to Mangalore and I will patiently explain to you why this is not quite the case. And I think my brother might slap you.

Without my passport and with a grudge, I will sign off.

Thank you Ridzie for amazing days (before all this shit that is :) )