I ATE A CORN DOG FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER!
(I am posting this EVERYWHERE)
I'm training for my stomach to be less sensitive to foods so in the last 2 days I had:
1. 2 mamoun's falafels
2. spice's x-tra spicy green curry
3. 1 small sized corn dog from the Taipei festival on 14th st. today
4. 1 small cup of lychee ice cream
5. x-tra large omlet with x-tra greasy home fries (next to a salad)
6. small bowl of x-tra fatty meat on rice (with seaweed bows, tofu, and egg)
AREN'T YOU PROUD?!
also, updated list of 10 things I love (no particular order)
1. Free soy milk at Starbucks for my coffee
2. My new yellow nail polish
3. Blankie
4. E.
5. BFFz
6. My new satin-y L.B.D. and jump suit
7. Thai food
8. Downtown
9. My x-tra large Foley and Corinna bag
10. MY INTERNSHIPS!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Freaking A
I RIPPED MY FAVE JOE'S JEANS RIGHT BY THE BUTT CRACK!!
I had to tell.
(blue is for the color of the denim, xl font size means big deal)
CORRECTION,
2 PAIRS IN 2 DAYS! I ripped my Earnest Sewn ones too and in the same spot! I think it's a sign I should do more shopping...
I had to tell.
(blue is for the color of the denim, xl font size means big deal)
CORRECTION,
2 PAIRS IN 2 DAYS! I ripped my Earnest Sewn ones too and in the same spot! I think it's a sign I should do more shopping...
Devil Wears Cynthia Rowley?
Okay, not really. I love working at CR. The Devil Wears Prada is just the closest thing my friends know to working at a fashion house, hence, the title.
But here's the real discussion: I'M GROWN UP! Yesterday night I had dinner with V., my best friend from high school who also works at a fashion house, and we both were just talking about how much unpaid internships suck, potentially moving up in the house, our futures... and it just hit me. I was amazed at how much we've developed. No more talk about classes, professors, parties, drama with friends-- it's now all about (slave) work, lunch dates, sample sales (that never changed), and "men"! And let me tell you, the concept of happy hour now makes A LOT of sense.
Drawback: I look like I'm sixteen, feel like I'm sixteen, I like Transformers, Hello Kitty, and gummy worms... I swear I think it must look like child labor when I'm managing inventory, the website and various files. BUT, whatever! I INTERN AT CYNTHIA ROWLEY! SHE TAUGHT ME HOW TO USE AN INDUSTRIAL IRON!! YAY!
Anyway, I wish the Manhattan hosted lockers or something. I hate lugging my work around all night.
But here's the real discussion: I'M GROWN UP! Yesterday night I had dinner with V., my best friend from high school who also works at a fashion house, and we both were just talking about how much unpaid internships suck, potentially moving up in the house, our futures... and it just hit me. I was amazed at how much we've developed. No more talk about classes, professors, parties, drama with friends-- it's now all about (slave) work, lunch dates, sample sales (that never changed), and "men"! And let me tell you, the concept of happy hour now makes A LOT of sense.
Drawback: I look like I'm sixteen, feel like I'm sixteen, I like Transformers, Hello Kitty, and gummy worms... I swear I think it must look like child labor when I'm managing inventory, the website and various files. BUT, whatever! I INTERN AT CYNTHIA ROWLEY! SHE TAUGHT ME HOW TO USE AN INDUSTRIAL IRON!! YAY!
Anyway, I wish the Manhattan hosted lockers or something. I hate lugging my work around all night.
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