This will probably offer more insight into my character than I would like to expose, but I need to share a couple blog posts with the rest of the world.
1st. This one comes from the beloved Jezebel. In a post titled, “It’s My Space. That’s Why They Call It MySpace,” we learn of former mayor of Arlington, Oregon and her revealing photo she refuses to take off of her profile page post-election. She claims, “I’m not going to change who I am.”
-I say, “Ok lady. Great abs, but really?” I mean, I’m not one to be caught up in the minutia of election hoopla. For instance, attacks against Obama for not wearing an American flag pin and thus, not “really” caring about our country don’t really make me rethink my vote. I’m just not really sure how the citizens of Arlington, Oregon feel about their mayor looking like she should be on the cover of Women’s Physique World. (I’m as offended by that photo as you are.)
2nd. This post hails from New York Magazine‘s blog, The Cut. In a nutshell, Supima Cotton is opening a store in Soho come March 14th. Great. What is noteworthy and kinda crazy here is that the promotional campaign for the store opening involves a “mock cotton field” on the corner of Broadway and Houston. A Supima rep is quoted, saying that employees will have, “actual bales of cotton and hand them out to people walking by. It will be a sight to see.” Uh—yea.
-I say, “There was nothing else they could think of to promote the store?” In all honesty though, this technique will definitely point people in the right direction, a commotion will be stirred, and talk is ALREADY going on over this promotional campaign before it has even begun.
Kudos to a job well done, PR.
Well, I am happy to confirm that I will be moving to New York City post-graduating in May. Yikes. I mean, I’m terribly excited. Don’t get me wrong. It’s just, ah—what a change from my life here in the District.
Basically, this past Thursday I took a train up to New York with my dear friend Andrew to interview for yet another editorial internship for the upcoming summer. This one was for the awesome Nylon magazine, located right in Soho. I’m happy to report that I got the position and will be fulfilling what I plan to be my final internship!
The whole day was pretty great actually, despite a 24-hour snow storm that just had to happen during my whopping 36-hour stay. You see, I was actually a little freaked out to be going back to NYC. I have nothing but great memories from living there this past summer, but it’s a whole ‘nother ball game when you plan on actually moving there for no fixed time and have gotten it through your dense skull that you will soon be looking for a job in this incredibly competitive, intimidating market. Yeesh.
My thoughts on adulthood: I’m too poor to be independent and too old to steal from my parents’ liquor cabinet. Oh well, it can’t stay this way forever!
I haven’t posted photos in a while. Here’s a picture I took from my summer in the city. Enjoy.
You know its been a good day at the office when your editor assigns you to a project involving lavish spas in the DC area. It’s an even better day when one of those spas you call up (*cough*The Intercontinental Hotel*cough*)offers you a free signature facial. I mean, who am I to complain? It’s all part of my job folks– I’m an editorial intern! Sometimes that means carrying large bottles of unopened Absolut vodka 4 blocks to be returned to the liquor store, and sometimes my position involves a little R&R. I will, of course, keep you posted.
It wouldn’t be like me to close a blog post on such an uppity note. I don’t do that. (If Britney Spears were happy and normal, would anyone really care? No.) So instead, picture this: Me. Heels. A fifteen-minute walk from the metro to my apartment. Freezing rain. Black ice. –And no, that’s not a haiku.
It’s unfortunate when you have to write two very similar blog posts about how you’ll be this wonderful individual from now on who contributes to society in the only way she knows how (by entertaining one or two people, most likely her parents) through posting on said blog. However, it’s even more regrettable when these blog posts are nearly five months apart with nothing self-published in-between.
But, for the sake of consistency and tradition, here I go again. I will be a better person. I will post on my blog. I will, despite all odds, conquer.
Quick updates on life: I am currently interning with Capitol File Magazine in D.C. Literally, I am at work right now and am posting on my blog instead of other work which makes me churn out an impressive $1.25/hr. (That wasn’t a joke, but in fact the truth.) I also started hostessing at a nice, little Italian restaurant called Dino’s in Cleveland Park. If you’re in the area, don’t visit me at work–it will only make me jealous.
In other news: I seem to be developing a little bout of chronic insomnia, a light cold, and more importantly hypochondria. From here on out until my commencement ceremony, I am blaming all my downfalls on the stresses associated with graduating and being suddenly thrown into the “real world.” I’ll be using these two exuses in particular, as they sound legitimate and warrant sympathy. In all honesty though, if anyone out there knows of any non-habit forming sleeping aids that actually work, I’ll be the girl watching The Fresh Prince and George Lopez reruns on Nick-at-Nite well into 4AM.