So, I'm finally getting around to joining the masses of semi-broke, desperately passionate, oft - unemployed youngsters who are blogging their problems away these days. My story, I'm hoping is interesting enough for a few people a week to get a chuckle out of my ridiculous antics and numerous misfortunes. In the words of my mother:
"It's not funny today ... but tomorrow it's going to be hilarious"
So here's the run-down kiddies:
I'm a 24 year old post grad, aspiring kick-ass fashion designer surviving on a hope and a prayer in NYC. I live on gratis open bars, $1 pizza, sample sales and amazing friends. My job is what I like to call "Shitty-Fantastic." When it's not grinding me into dust it's the best thing since Dr. Scholls started making jelly inserts that actually fit in my Vivienne Westwood pumps. (that was a great day). I'm the Assistant designer at a small manufacturing company and showroom. It's so small that I am now heading up our new junior sportswear line. So I'll keep you guys posted on any new, amazing fashion things pop up.
Feel free to tag along as I frolic around the city and get into trouble.
-me
P.S. If life's a show, you should have been in costume 15 minutes ago...
