CURTAIN'S FINALLY CLOSING

{take a bow by rihanna}

borrowed h&m tank dress, borrowed thrifted sheer button up, 

marc jacob heels, target floral explosion necklace

It came and went. The Mélange Fashion Show 2011 that is. I started my fashion associate internship this past June and it's been a whirlwind of work, emails and emotions. It made me laugh, cry, jump in joy, scream, want to die, and so on, but it was an experience I wouldn't trade for anything. It made me realize how difficult this business is, the fashion business that is. Forget working your way up, you have to claw your way to the top, you have to really want it. 

And I do. At least I think I do.

It also helped me see that I should broaden my horizons. I started off as a fashion associate but was given tasks beyond the title. I cold-called designers, I emailed and maintained relationships with designers from all over the world, I researched props, I found contacts, I found performers, I did anything and everything they asked. I now want to dabble in a little bit of everything, just to see where my niche is going to be. Fingers crossed. (aren't they always?)

Since I worked the fashion show, I didn't really get to see it up close and personal. But, with the help of Sherrie, Donna and Vivian, we manned and ran the boutique section. Or what was suppose to be the boutique level. Due to the show running late and the venue not cooperating, we never actually got to sell anything. Nevertheless, we made it fun aka we turned it into a photo op, like always. I gush about my friends frequently and this is why. Only they would willingly volunteer to come to the city with me to work for ten hours, and when it doesn't work out, turn the night into one full of hilarious memories, laughter and pop chips. One of the male models said my necklace was "bombass," no big deal. (kidding, it's a totally huge deal, dude was hot!)