Eeeek, today I'm jetting of the big old U S of A for a week-long conference outside Boston, and then a tour down the coast of North Carolina with my parents, setting off from and returning to Washington DC. I'm a bit nervous. OK, I'm a whole lot of nervous because (a) this is a very prestigious, small conference filled with very smart people in my field and I'm going to spend the week saying "Ummm" and "Could you repeat the question?", (b) US immigration officials terrify me even though I've done nothing wrong and (c) I'm going to try to be all dairy-free vegetarian in the one country where often the only thing I can even stomach is a grilled cheese sandwich. This isn't New York or LA I'm going to...
ANYWAY, at least throughout the journey my spirits can be buoyed by my brand-spanking new silver document holder which I picked up in the Acne Archive store for a steal. Lovely, shiny metallic leather on the outside, it has space for my passport and, since boarding passes now fit very nicely inside my iPhone screen, a host of lip-balms, facial mattifying sheets and whatever else homosexual paraphernalia I require for a successful journey. And it's very pretty.
See you when I land in Boston!!