March 2008
84 posts
Contact at the 11th hour
At 8:45 pm tonight I heard back from one of the companies I interviewed with…finally. This is for a Style Editor position for an online magazine/site. Needless to say, I am ecstatic. Even though it is presumptuous to assume anything, they have asked me to come in and meet the “team” and discuss some other points. I suppose the biggest hurdle I face now is, do I wear...
February 2008
101 posts
Unbeliever
I don’t believe in Hocus Pocus. Moreover, I don’t lift my feet when driving over a train track (and what did they come up for subway-goers who are always above a train track), I don’t hold my breath in elevators (although I do when people are coughing), I don’t run at the sight of black cats, broken mirrors, or days, streets, and times incorporating the digit 13. I...
“Communications need to be fairly straightforward today. You will need to be...”
– horoscope.com
Bed.
Why the simple title? How better to pair my simple and vanilla bedroom than with an equally cookie-cutter label? There she is. My room. Ahh…
Coupons Have No Place On The Island
Whenever I hear people refer to Manhattan as “The Island” I can’t help but think of that sci-fi flick with Scarlett Johansson from a few years ago. There was a period where I was obsessed with the film (purely because i had an affinity for white Velcro Pumas at the time) and made all my friends watch it when they came over. Most of them left shortly after. But nonetheless the...
Feeble attempts at savings
Stage Direction: Rebecca places crumpled yogurt lid on counter while cashier moves items in a circular motion.
Rebecca: Hi, did you get that coupon?
Cashier: (Waving hands) No, that's OK.
Rebecca: (Wonders what is OK).
Cashier: Your total is $23.06
Rebecca: (Shamefully takes coupon back)
Stage Direction: Rebecca looks at ben with a furrowed brow.
Ben: You know better.
Rebecca: I can't believe that man just chose not to take my coupon.
Ben: New York doesn't use coupons, and he probably didn't want to touch your disgusting yogurt lid.
Some Communication
This week has been slow. I have received a writing assignment but that is about it. Just as I was pounding my head into the wall, my inbox beeped at me. A small beacon of hope that my email does infact work.
“Hi Rebecca,
Thanks for checking in! We are in the process of reviewing them...”
Could I Possibly Put Anything Else On?
Once upon a time I went on a jog in a tank-top and shorts. Occasionally I would return from such jogs sweating. Well, not no more. Today was a nice day, and wore tights, a tank-top, long-sleeve shirt, dry-fit running jacket, gloves, and a fleece headband for my ears. The run itself was great — gorgeous view of the Hudson and Battery Park. When I finished my run I was exhausted…but I...
Tis I, the Tourist
Going against everything I stand for (which isn’t much these days), I not only dined in one of the most touristy restos in NYC (Coffee Shop from Sex and the City), but I TOOK A PICTURE! My friend Alex almost abandoned me for doing so.
Saturday Night
I went out to Stanton Social on Saturday night. We sat at the world’s smallest table, and I had to eat my food in my lap. I’m not kidding. Not only are the apartments small in NYC, evidently so are the tables.
Who Have I Become?
Boy this has this all snuck up on me. First it was the incessant need to wrap myself in 100% Cotton, or cotton’s sister — Spandex. Then there was BBC (kind reader: see earlier post) and the way I used her to shield me from life’s unruly elements. And then this past Saturday, I didn’t want to admit it but Ben caught me clipping coupons (I even saved a yogurt lid. A freaking...
A little dreary out there ain’t it?
Rubber Duck's Are Amazing
All I have to say is, thank God for these boots by Rubber Duck. Although they scream, “I love primary colors,” during a season where people only boast about browns and owl grey, they save me a lot of walking-up-half-a-block-to-avoid-this-six-inch-puddle maneuvers. I stomped right through them, often mistaking their depth and throwing my hip outta whack but at least my socks were dry!
Friday Morning
I’m meeting a friend at Spring Natural in Soho later on, but right now I need some coffee. It is very scary outside….I really need a coffee pot.Right Now for New York, NY (10018) Save Location if (getUserPreferences("5") && getUserPreferences("5")<1) { document.write("[ English | <a href='javascript:void();'...
If I Get Asked To Do One More Of These
Yes, I am incredibly excited when I receive any form of correspondence from an editor, stylist, publisher or even a sweatshop employee, but the number of writing tests I have taken is absurd. They are frustrating because I get really involved in these “sample stories” knowing they aren’t for print but just for the editors to get a feel for my writing style. But more than...
“Hi Rebecca, I am the style editor at [redacted] and I am looking for writers...”
I'm obsessed with MTV's America's Best Dance Crew
Fast-forward through Mario Lopez’ jibberish. Start is at 2:02 This week I decided to get serious and create a contest for Roman, Ben and myself. If you don’t watch the show you wont understand, but if you do, then you are free to participate. (*Footnote: I would like to credit the brains behind the contest to Benjamin Kamens IV) 1. Who says “smashed/murdered/brought it up a...
Good Feeling
The interview went really well. I purposely don’t include titles of magazines I interview with on this because publishers have been known to peruse my blog. (Really I just don’t want to jinx myself.) The magazine in question wants someone to start March 1, so I only have eight more (or wait, is this leap year) days to sit in anticipation. Things I will do if I get the job (in order of...
Another Interview Today
Dare I even count the amount of interviews (job-related, exploratory, and informational) I have been on? I suppose the most frustrating thing (if I had to narrow it down) is that they have all gone really well. Either that, or people are lying to me. I can honestly only think of one job interview I went on that I left feeling defeated. Today is an exciting interview. Unlike most of the interviews...
Can't Think
I want to recap yesterday and discuss today’s plans….but I haven’t had any coffee. Whoever said Green Tea is a great substitute must also think perfume is a great alternative for showering. (And no, I’m not referring to myself.) Walking to Starbucks….
Caffeine
“Drip please.” Don’ t you find it funny that the I’m-cool-and-drink-java way to order a cup of coffee at Starbucks is to say, “Grande Drip.” (Yes, or tall/venti) I think of a heavily intoxicated addict laying in 150-thread count sheets experiencing withdrawals and screaming for Morphine. Ordering a drip from Starbucks makes it sound like it’s being pumped...
:30 Second Shower
Ask any of my siblings, we were trained to shower at gunpoint. Hippies at heart, not only did Papa Brown come knocking as the clock passed the 30-second mark, but Mama Brown occasionally placed warped buckets in the shower to collect…well wasted water. She used this to “water the plants” (see: cook dinner). I have never broken the habit, one of the things I have always hated...
Monday February something
Today I was given yet another test by the aforementioned job possibility. I spent a good hour on it, now I am just waiting to hear back. Today was a freaking holiday, not that I have ever known a magazine to observe a holiday before, but apparently a lot of New York publishing houses had the day off. Annoying. But not nearly as annoying as the nail shops observing the holiday. I spent 25 minutes...
My Brown's On Hers
About a month ago I met her. She was over-sized, reminding me of sleepaway camp in Big Bear.The strange scent that surfaces when you unroll the sleeping bag for the first time, the nerves, and the inability to keep your head warm are memories all too familiar. She smelled of campfires and marshmallows, speaking frankly with me as if to say, “I exist merely to keep you warm.” I remember...
The Camel Has Made It To NY
Mattress is to be delivered on Tuesday between 8am - 6pm…don’t you just love those windows of time delivery people give you? “We will be there between 10 am and 4pm, (but really we say that to annoy you, don’t plan on us coming to at least 5:30) so don’t make our guys wait.”
The Obligatory Valentine's Day Card
Selecting the proper card on this lovers day can be incredibly difficult, do you buy a card that has the word “love” on it or play it safe and go for that “special someone”? This Valentine’s Day I didn’t have to chose between the two types of cards (not just because I am in love - cue cheesy music), because the ENTIRE Valentine’s Day section at Duane Reed...
Where has all the spandex gone?
What is the deal? Every day at some point, I remove my interview suit and throw back on my lounge clothes — some form of spandex-y yoga pants, sweatshirt, running jacket etc. I often keep this outfit on throughout the day, because I am at home alone “working” and don’t feel the need to keep my suit on. However going outside, in the Financial District, is a whole different...
First Published Clip While in NYC
Don’t know if I mentioned it or not, but I started writing for Gen Art Pulse. My first clip was published, see below