Well hello again. This week's episode was a welcome reprieve from all the drama the week before, certainly an insight into my life at the restaurant Villa Blanca. It is always stressful as there is never any certainty of how these charitable events play out.
Ken and I have created many of these in the past, and as I don't have an assistant -- because of my ego thinking I can do it all -- I prefer to do things myself. It is absolutely key to be supremely organized! I admit I was irritated by the fact that I had asked Cedric -- which is rare -- to do something of importance for me, and he didn't. That did not sit well with me at all. I work hard, and as the responsibility of the kitchen, menus, visuals, models, and basically as you saw there was no organizer, falls on my shoulders, I could've done with his help. Every penny that was made went to this young girl, whose life was devastated overnight by this vicious attack, and also very importantly to draw much needed attention to the children's burn unit. Ultimately and thankfully the event was a success, which managed to pay for further operations for Nina.
I am thankful to Kyle that the upset at her table regarding Camille was kept from me. When you put things in perspective, which is one of the real positive effects of doing events like these, that argument, even though we all were still reeling from the shock,in my opinion, fades into insignificance!
We had time at home with my love dog (see Giggys blog), and prepared to go to Taylor's Roaring '20s. I hate costume parties, or as we call them in England "fancy dress." It comes from an experience 10 years earlier of being informed that it was fancy dress, so Ken went as a pink rabbit and I was a hooker, to what turned out to be a black tie event! It was not a positive experience and has stayed with me!