It’s shameful that I haven’t written in so long. And honestly, so many things have been happening. But lets take the short road shall we! I could gnaw your ear off with all the details and emotional ups and downs and all the little daily events but lets just get down to the meat and potatoes of this thing!
On March 19th I began my second internship here in Paris – in the role that I have always dreamed of getting… a position in a high end Fashion Magazine! I tried to play it cool when I got the news, but to be honest it was such an incredible thing that I never dreamed I would accomplish a year ago, heck even six months ago! Still sometimes I have to pinch myself to think about all the seemingly impossible rungs of this ladder I have climbed; each one seemingly more impossible to reach than the next.
I remember coming home from the interview for this particular magazine and feeling a huge sense of pride and accomplishment, even if I didn’t get the position. I had walked into the interview that day, not knowing what to expect or where I was going or what the office looked like or anything – as blind as blind could be. So rather than focusing on the things I didn’t know, and had no control of, I decided the most productive thing to do would be to take the reins of what I COULD control. So I did my researched and prepped myself for all fashion related instances and how I felt about them, and developed my opinions on the various matters. I had been emailing with the Marketing Editor completely in English, so the one thing I hadn’t prepared myself for was that my interview was completely in French! My Editor (then still yet to be decided Editor) sat down beside me on a little pink couch in the corner of the tiny office. She said “Bon, dit moi a propos de vous”, basically “So tell me who you are and what you’re doing in Paris”.
I had this moment mid-way through the interview when I realized that I hadnt been stumbling for words, or feeling nervous about my language at all… in fact I hadn’t even really thought about it! Somewhere between explaining my goals, and my favourite collections from Paris Women’s Pret-A-Porter (see my previous post My Favourites from Paris FW14-15 for the juicy details… don’t worry there’s pictures!), I realized how much my French had improved since my first week of working in Paris. At that moment I thought, even if nothing happens from this, I am so proud that I made it through this interview, that I was able to BE MYSELF through the whole thing. Which, by the way is probably the greatest challenge when you’re working in another language or learning a new language… You lose this sense of ‘you’. For example, most people in my life consider me funny… I am dark, sarcastic, and I love a good witty and humorous repartee. However in France, I ain’t so funny. I don’t know how to even express the jokes or comments that come to me in the moment… I find myself very polite, with a very professional vocabulary – that’s right I’m completely void of my deliciously expressive curse words! (At this point I must interject to any family member reading this and just say to them ‘Hey! Hey!… C’mon. Eh!…C’mon now.” And breathe easy because in France I don’t even know how to curse. It’s like grade 4 all over again.)
Anyways! I obviously smashed and grabbed my way through my interview well enough because they called me back later that night to tell me I’d gotten the position. That was the day before my birthday. 🙂 I started at Crash Magazine that Monday.
I have since been at the magazine a total of 2 months and today I held my first print issue, with my name on the masthead in my hands.
Since starting at Crash I have written several articles of which you can find below, but for more exclusive stories, some absolutely stunning editorials and awesome interviews with some of Cannes Film Festivals darlings, keep your eyes peeled for Crash Issue 68 on your news stands by the end of the month!
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