In which the author cries about well-made magazines.
In which the author is melodramatic about wearing pink.
On the first day of my internship, I was faced with a dilemma. I needed to look professional, in a I get my work done well and efficiently way, but I also needed to look cool, in a I get invited to a lot of parties kinda way. I have no idea how successful […]
Moving sucks, but moving to a big city with big opportunities sucks less.