Tuesday, November 1, 2016

OCTOBER BLUES


It’s that time of year again, the time where you wear a woolen jumper in the morning - but by midday, you’re dying of heatstroke. Galerie Lafayette is already sneaking out Christmas decorations and Starbucks has released a Spiced Pumpkin Latte, which is an abomination and ‘franchement degeulasse’ (frankly disgusting) according to all my French colleagues.  Yes, it’s mid October: Fashion Week is well and truly over and people are getting back to doing whatever it was they were doing before Kim Kardashian got held up at gunpoint and it’s all we talked about all week.

Everyone is more or less back to their daily routine (oh, except for Natasha Oakley of course who continues her private ‘jetscapades’ whilst the rest of us are suffering from the current epidemic in Paris, “The Fashion Flu.” (At least we have an excuse to drink liters of the highly caloric french soupe à l’oignon!)  Either way, if you are most of Paris and take the metro to work, let’s be honest: you’re screwed and probably already have ‘une parano de la bacterie.’ On top of being ill and having a flaky red nose, October is also a fairly lonely month in Paris. It’s post- fashion week and luxury shop workers are back to being bored as f**k - the celebs have left, taking their credit cards and A-list events with them. Even I’m feeling the hit as a lot of my friends and colleagues did not make it back for la rentrée, seeking new adventures elsewhere and to be frank, Paris is an extremely tough city to meet people. If only I created “Tinder Friends – For Expats in Paris” I would be rich and meet someone I could discuss The Bachelor with (no harm in wishful thinking)

So I’ve started my first full time job since graduating university here in Paris.  My role is assistant beauty editor at Stylist magazine.  La beauté “!? Sorry, what! Come again? Did she just say beauty section? My knowledge of beauty products is as low as the IQ of Spencer from the Hills. Growing up in a family with 4 males and a natural beauty, my feminist mother (aww) let’s just say I know s**t all about beauty products! Receiving new products on a daily basis from my mates at Chanel, L’Oréal, Laura Mercier, Benefit and Nars and having to decide whether to write articles about them (in French) - coming from a girl who from up until yesterday did not know that strobing/contouring was a thing (still don’t get it!) Yep, let’s just say I felt hopeless on my first day. I’m now in my third week and my current smugness is enough to say that my first collab article will be published next week (firework and champagne emojis) however, I can’t be too proud. You would be surprised how many English words are actually used to create a quirky form of ‘franglais’ in the world of fashion “Le trick pour ce look” (The trick to get this look.)  Yep, that’s actually how they asked me to phrase that sentence. I am not complaining. It makes my life easier. I must say it is very interesting, learning about all of these brands and testing all their products. Although I would prefer to be writing about a different topic, you have to start somewhere. Mind you,  when you have a boss who’s openly testing an unflattering face mask whilst typing up an article in front of the rest of her colleagues, it really is hard not to appreciate the whole thing.

Come at me adulthood.

Until next rant...

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