Elie Saab amid the sea of bitchiness

I dunno if it's cos I'm working at a women's magazine that's making me more conscious about fashion (okay maybe not, since I've always been fascinated by it) - but it's definitely cos reading up on the latest fashion styles right off the runway has become part of my work that's made me infinitely more into it than ever. Dressing up each day is part of the fun of working here! I don't have to adhere to the normal stringent rules of workwear, which is super fun :) But since my style's naturally more inclined to the classic lady-like look and I like to look classically sophisticated, my work wardrobe for now still consists of plenty of flattering shift dresses and curve-hugging pieces. The boho-chic look is one that I admire seeing on celebs but it's ultimately not really me, so I don't bother trying to put together outfits like that. This spring, I'm particularly liking Elie Saab - his flowy dreamy dresses are to-die-for, and I'm absolutely in love with his choice of colour palette. Lovely coastal blues and peachy oranges look surprisingly good together, with nude hues of silver peony and silver cloud holding swatches of colour together. Love love love! Some of my favourite pieces from Elie Saab's showing at Paris Fashion Week:

 

 

 

 

Sigh so dreamy and pretty! Need to find a place to wear these - there's no place for such whimsy here. Maybe on my twice-yearly holidays from next year onwards!! More to look forward to :)

In the midst of all the petty bitchiness surrounding me, I'm trying hard to keep my spirits up and not be sucked down to the level of all the insecure people who have to call everyone lower than them (by "everyone" I  mean only the interns actually - so that's saying a lot about the standing of these badmouthing meanspirited people) "dimwits" or "bitches". Okay. I will not engage, I will not engage, I will not engage. I'll try to be nice cos kindness is only truly kindness when displayed in the face of vehemence. Poisonous vehemence, I might add - all over little petty things like stationery (wtf right) and the need to wield any form of power over anyone. Why resort to being so furtively mean and explosive?? Gah. I went to bed last night extremely perturbed, and got up feeling so unrested. But I need to be secure in my own skin, secure in the knowledge that all these ain't personal. Sure, go ahead and edit my writing (badly, I might add), and let the editor think that I'm capable of writing so amatuerishly. I'll let this slide this once, but the next time you try this, I'll fight back. I'm thinking this is a genuine, well-intentioned mistake, so benefit of the doubt this time. Trying to believe in the good in people here, yo. So shall stop ranting. Cannot stoop to their level, and I'm truly not trying to be condescending here. Struggling though, and every single day I find my eyeballs setting new records in rolling all the way back to my head at the retardness of everything.

But still, I try to show you the respect you crave, if only because you're higher in the pecking order and because you need it so badly to get through your life. As for me, I will see this through with as much dignity and self-respect as possible, and hopefully life will get better with the passing of time.

And. The banality of work she assigns me has reached new lows. Saving high res pictures (100+ of them at that!) is such appropriate work for a graduate whose purpose in coming here was to write and get experience. At least I've got some writing work waiting for me after I finish this *rolls eyes* important thing for her.