Aria away away away.....

I want dad to buy me this platinum Rolls Royce

Getting wacked around with jet lag past few days I am wide awake playing at three in the morning and dead in the afternoon. I don't know if it is Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday.  Probably because it's Thursday.

Back in my shoebox. I understand dad when he says you can't demand respect you need to earn it.  But if not respect surely they can provide me with some dignity, it is a basic human right.

We arrived in England 5:15am, this morning, and had trouble getting through border control because dad looks like a Mexican.

Last day today on the sunny shores of Nassau, The Bahamas as we fly to the sunny shores of London,  England (5 degrees celcius apparently). We spent a lovely family day at the exclusive 'Old Fort Bay Club' as guests of Mark and Maxine Hussey. All the photo's are of me of course.  I cut out the ones with mum and dad. It is my blog after all

I encountered a dolphin today.

Given the sell out success of the Beach House Boutique's summer collection, following the release of my Bahamian Beach photo shoot I have decided to release my own line of hip chick beach wear and accessories. After all if someone is going to cash in on my looks and stardom it may as well be me. After a full day on Paradise Island, The Bahamas, shooting my 'Wait 'till You See My Gidget' Collection trying to smile sincerely,  make up, hair and wardrobe changes I was pooped.  And I only just tolerated dad, who has jumped on my band wagon again and made himself, photographer, artistic director and manager. Mum, I don't know where she is in all this. In between sessions we got to see where they filmed 'Giligan's Island'.  Mum and dad where amazed when our guide told them where it was.  I don't know what that means.  Must be an old people's thing. Anyway here are the proofs for my new collection, to be released in time for the European Sumner Seaso...

R.I.P Mr. Mandela

It was a travel day today so not much happened.   Pretty pathetic way to spend my 100th day on the road, but rather fitting really ie traveling by plane. Attached are the results of our photo shoot yesterday.  Not that I want to be reminded, such was the experience. The full collection (ie my little white dress) can be seen on the Facebook page of 'The Beach House Boutique'.

Apparently the lady who owns 'The Beach House Boutique' found out who I actually was and wanted me to model some of her clothes.  So she phoned my publicist to see what she could arrange. The short of it is that I am the new face of 'The Beach House Boutique' for their new summer collection.   So the PR machine was cranked up, and arrangements were made for a photo shoot while I was on location in the Bahamas. Dad thought it would be nice, as a father daughter project, if he did the photography and artistic direction for the day.  While the notion sounds romantic and wonderful the practicalities of working with my father was far from harmonious. It was a long day to say the least.   In the end I just couldn't work with him any longer and stormed home. He was telling me where to stand, how to stand and where to look. Nonsense!

So we are down the beach for a swim when I come across a little white dress in a clothing boutique near 'the Beach House Tapas Bar'. Dad must of been having a good day because he bought it for me.  Not that he had any say in it because I just had to have it, regardless.

What is it with guys?  Can't they just leave a girl alone?

It's our first day on the island of Eluthera so we decided to go on a road trip to orientate ourselves. So I buckled up and hit the road with my new Bahamian friends Mark, Maxine, Marylin and Dwayne the D-Man.  I think they call him the D-Man because Dwayne is a little girlie sounding but he is the coolest of the lot.  And of course mum and dad had to be there as well. We started with drinks at 'Da spot' at 12.30pm, then onto 'the Cove' for some white wine and sushi (I had to look in my bag for some money because they actually made me pay - how dare they).  In between we went to visit Marylin's  brother and his wife (David and Linda) for drinks on their patio.   At 'the Cove' I took a bit of time out on the hammock while the rest partied on.  Then at twilight we went to the 'Rainbow Bar' for some refreshers (and to look at some girls legs? Boys are silly) and finally to 'Tippy's Bar' for some more drinks then dinner. I still don't...

Travel Itinerary 1. Boat ride from Elbow Cay to Marsh Harbour. 2. Taxi Ride from Ferry Terminal to Marsh Harbour International Airport. - waiting room at International Airport - weighing myself to see how much I've put on since we left (not as much as dad has) 3. Bahamas Air flight Marsh Harbour to Nassau. - plane delay at Nassau Airport (playtime) 4. Southern Air flight Nassau to Governor's Harbour Eluthera  - not much room in these Aerliner planes. Good thing I am small (dad never made it to the back to sit with us he was too nervous to come down so asked someone from row one to swap seats as he is scared, I mean claustrophobic). 5. Pre-dinner drinks at Dwayne and Marilyn's House. 6. Dinner at the Friday night fish fry downtown Governor's Harbour.