EDITORS BLOG
Today was a day of horrors! I was recently in an auto accident rendering me completely without a car, and thank goodness I live in the city and we have mass transit, but after careful consideration I am really not a mass transit kind of girl. The morning started innocently enough with my half-Caf cup of coffee at my favorite coffee shop. I was a happily sipping on my cup of morning goodness when I was visually assaulted by something so heinous that I had to take a quick phone pic!
Don’t get me wrong I am all for older people exercising and staying in shape, and this middle-aged woman has a fantastic figure, except for the flaps of wrinkly granny ass dragging below her booty-short sweats! Wearing sweats in public is already ghastly enough but shorts that show of your ass cheeks or in this case lack thereof and your sagging thigh skin! GROSS!!! As you can see the couch was not tall enough to obstruct this fashion abomination from my barely awake eyes.
This look should be outlawed and the shorts should be burned! Maybe a nice pair of yoga pants would be more suitable for you next time.
After seeing this sight I went and took my seat at the bus stop (gasp) thoroughly unsure of how to ride the bus. I took the bus # given to me by my smart-phone and was on my way to have a massage and try to release the tension from my accident and now the extreme emotional damage done by miss-saggy-ass. I HATE the bus. The people on there are interesting, but not the type of interesting I want to explore. It smelled of musty unwashed people and the movement was jostling and uncomfortable. People that ride the bus must not have a sense of personal space. As I meandered my way to my destination stopping every 2 seconds to pick up another “interesting” person I wondered if I was even going the right way. I was…sort of. My trusty smart-phone was not so smart and had me on the wrong bus causing me to have to walk the rest of my trek in 6 inch wedges down a questionable blvd in this area. I arrived at my destination out of breath and already exhausted thank goodness I was going to have a massage and relax, at least that is what I thought. My bus ride home completely killed all sense of serenity I had gained during my massage and now my eye is twitching.
So after careful consideration I have come to the conclusion I am way to pretty to ride the bus, perhaps next time a nice town-car?!
08/12/11
As if I really have time to sit here and blog!!
My days have become more packed than a boat full of illegal immigrants paddling towards freedom. (Sorry if I offend) So needless to say we have been busily working on the planning phase of our annual charity gala Fashion Strikes Back . We have been booking talent and signing contracts to make this event amazing, and if that isn’t enough to do in one day, or week even. I have my editorial calendar to contend with. Issue 24 is due to drop in September!
My life has turned into an endless parade of photo shoot bookings, model calls, wardrobe pulls/returns, layout edits and photo-shopping into the wee hours of the night. GOD I LOVE THIS JOB!
In an effort to ease my stress I recently hired two new interns, and switched to half decaf coffee. I am not sure if they have eased my stress enough at this point but the half calf is helping with the eye twitch.
Adding two new personalities to the mix certainly requires a master communicator and at times a relentless dictator, two hats I wear very well. I do hope that the new interns add to HAUTE all that I have in the last 3 years, but if not there is a sea of others dying to do this job…and seriously you might die doing this job!
Drea-08/05/11
