Sunday, June 25
This week's guilty pleasure
As a break from all the headache-inducing corporation law cases I’ve had to read all week, I let myself finish The Devil Wears Prada this Sunday. I disdain chick lit as a rule but getting the goods on what really goes on behind high-and-mighty Vogue magazine was just too fun to pass up. (Is it really true that Anna Wintour wears a size zero? I didn’t even know there was such a thing!) Hard to believe that world actually exists. Working in fashion is supposed to be really fun and glamorous, and it should be. It’s worth making a fuss about good clothes and shoes, I think. But when people become elitist about it, it just starts to seem terribly shallow. Here's a pretty good review by Amazon.
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Yup it's my last week working full-time, yaay! I have midterms in the first week of July but after that I believe can certainly manage a writing assignment (or two! ;)
Yes, working in lifestyle magazines can make you elitist, if you don't watch out. That's the whole point, if you think about it. Sigh.
As I told Jason in his blog, read Anna Wintour's unauthorized biography Front Row to get the real deal on this woman. To give her her due, Vogue wouldn't be Vogue if it wasn't for her. I mean, in terms of fashion journalism (and no, the term's not an oxymoron, hehehe), Vogue was groundbreaking. But in order for it to get there, Wintour had to leave a lot of corpses, figurative speaking, along the way. It's a fascinating read.
JDV: Me, too! Pahinging articles! (As if I don't have a lot on my plate at the moment. Pero sige, bring it on!) ;)
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