the art of personal presentation

so, where are we up to?...ah yes, wednesday. i bemoaned getting a questionnaire with the time for my personal presentation class slap bang in the middle of an afternoon i normally have very free, but the class was really good fun! ah yes. the morning began with "tricky foods", in fact the whole morning was taken up with tricky foods, the first part theory and the second part practice. this involved a lot of cheese and fruit right before lunch! i was hostess and nivrithi was host. we filled in the form beforehand with guests names and their jobs, ages, hobbies etc. and conversation topics too. and then everyone was stuffed before lunch so that went quite quickly - as a hostess i was happy with my staff and the food. all good. surprisingly good in fact. then i took a taxi to montreux for my personal presentation class. i was early so i sat by the lake and watched. i was in such a bad mood before the class because i had to pay for the taxi and i wasn't too keen on the idea of being told what to wear etc etc. but the class was great, i thoroughly enjoyed my colour, style and skin consultation. i discovered my season is: summer, my style is: something, my mood is: the other something (its all in the file which i have closed until i go home) and my skin is: sensitive. but i knew that already and the woman was so nice and we laughed a lot and she did my make-up. see pic:



and i can't remember what i did in the evening.

thursday, yesterday, our first class was "guatemala" - irene is from guatemala so she taught us etiquette and manners and stuff from guatemala, similar to that of the switzerland class of tuesday. the second class was with madame neri, the principal. i was particularly not looking forward to this class because i didn't know whether or not she had read my semi-rude note about having to pay for the taxi to my class, which i had paid extra for. and also, every time she looks at anyone, i just feel she is scrutinising their every move! eek. after lunch, for which i was downstairs (thankfully) with the journalist amongst others. the journalist has been driving everyone mad - chewing gum (we get fined for doing that), interrupting the whole time and picking her nose, not forgetting her oversized mouth. she wants to write a book on etiquette, and is doing research..she needs to put into practice what we learn in class!! after lunch i washed clothes and then had a class on ironing. which i now officially HATE. i dont hate much, but that i definitely hate. i think i probably took silly shirts with me to iron, but never mind. the class went surprisingly fast, then i had dinner and went to bed! i was tired/moody so didn;t really feel like socialising!

today (finally, will be up to date)...