AUSSIE fashion designer Jodhi Meares has been copping flak today for a ridiculous “day in the life†diary published by Harper’s Bazaar magazine.
The article gives a glimpse into her fabulous life — including hourlong vitamin C drips, hundreds of yoga mats and clean hair.
But despite Jodhi’s diary being picked apart and made fun of, she’s really just like us.
See the similarities in the below diary of an average person. Like me.
I like to rise at 8.45am. There’s a certain anxiety about realising you only have minutes to get to work that really pumps the adrenaline.
I quickly find an unwashed shirt that I wore two days ago and hope no one notices or questions its repetition this week.
I’m like Tara Reid in every movie — a mess but nobody really acknowledges it.
Before I leave home, I grab the box of Nutri-Grain and fist it into my mouth while driving. My Honda is a garbage can on wheels, so mess is not an issue.
I arrive at work late and walk in holding a coffee with the same confidence as if I were half an hour early.
If anyone says anything about the time, I say, “Traffic on Oxford St was a bitch,†like it’s fact.
When they say they were just on Oxford and there was no traffic jam, I tell them they must have just missed it before spinning around in my chair and pretending to type.
Instead of doing conference meetings and coffee meetings, I tell people I’m unavailable for the entire day and fill my shared calendar with vague, fake events. I decline calls on my mobile and tell people later that I left it in the car.
At 4pm I go to the vending machine and get a packet of M&M’s. A deep rage burns when colleagues suggest almonds would be a healthier option.
It’s ridiculous how much I pretend to exercise. I can’t help but tell people excitedly how much I love to run. I hate it. It makes me uncomfortable. I live in fear of being signed up to a charity marathon.
After picking up a dinner that consists of nothing green, I lie on my bed while watching Gilmore Girls and weigh up the pros and cons of having a shower now and having one in the morning.
I know I should at least cleanse my face, but I don’t.
And Jodhi, I’m sure you’re also lying on your bed having the same internal struggle right now.
Now if you excuse me, I have to go watch more Gilmore Girls.