I don’t always travel well as you might think from my previous posts. On a recent trip our regular flight was canceled and we had to improvise a way to fly back home. Fortunately, a pilot friend stepped in and offered to carry us in the jump seats of his cargo plane on a cross-Atlantic delivery.
It wasn’t his fault, but the turbulence and the heat made me sick as a dog, as you can see from this image. So if you‘re wondering how I look without makeup and a fancy hairstyle and when I’m not posing for a modeling show, now you know.
You’ve probably seen me naked. This is a different kind of nakedness. I have no secrets.
– Deirdre
In black and white I look even more distraught:
