Glamour is intense. Today, between 50 boxes of denim being checked in for a denim [damn] make-over story, my personal slave driver having me do HALF her daily work while she chit chatted on the phone with her friend at Teen Vogue, my queen B dishing out extreme attitude due to the roughness of the day (hello? anti team player sitting in the halls pouting), and 17 fashion assistants/interns running around like chickens with their heads cut off over the drama that is fashion (OMG, you mean...we're out of trunks?? we filled up 20 and still need more for the OTHER photo shoot?? aaaaaaaaah)...i barely had a chance to BREATHE much less "ease into" my first day back at work. killer. intensely killed me. stabbed me and punched me to death is what this day did. but i kept a smile on my face even though i was in the midst of drowning in a sea of 75 denim racks packed tightly around every spare walkway between the cubicles and....the closet....OH THE CLOSET!!! as soon as i walked onto the 16th floor, through those glass double doors and to the left, all i could see for miles on end were racks, after racks after racks of denim to shoot (which, when i walk in and all i see is racks lined up its a bad sign - it means we'll be having to play catch up for at LEAST a week...), which was scary enough...but then....then i hung my coat up, put my bags down and proceeded to the closet where i found DUN DUN DUN....MORE RACKS!!! not only that, but half our floor space was neatly covered in rows and rows of handbags, jewelry and every form of beautiful louboutin and givenchy heels and accessories you could name. the run through was today. at 1:30. and we had stacks of boxes to check in. and there was no room. and we were only 5 interns. using up one long desk to get all the work done and organized. MADNESS. just bananas. well just to put the cherry on top, after merchandising (thats when you put clothes in order...no sweety, not just color coordinated, but sleeveless before short sleeve before half sleeve before 1/4 length before long sleeve shirts with solid colors in front and patterns behind and arranged from light to dark: like a rainbow :) but do that with every piece of clothing from shirts, to cardigans, to sweaters, to jackets, skirts, dresses etc) FIVE RACKS (as in 1, 2, 3, 4, 5) for gwen's cover shoot, lovely little miss ________ (insert adjective here) asks right as we were about to slip out "did you guys file the invoices for the day?? oh, DO THAT." our response?? we're going to make a secret file beneath the desk, so she'll never notice we haven't filed the invoices and STOP us on our way out....hehehe. one chipotle dinner later with queen B, and i was laughing at the crazy madness Glamour handed us interns today. soooo glad this one's done. sooo glad. too bad im the only intern tomorrow...help me jesus. help me jewish god. help me oprah.
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