Ah, the infamous sentence, 'get a job'. Easier said than done, of course. I should know, I've been trying. But then again, it is partially my fault, due to the fact that I'm trying to get a job in Design, for which there isn't high demand in this current economy...but I digress. Jobs, jobs, jobs! If I had my way, I would write this blog as a job. I'd travel the world, watch shows, eat food and mingle, all in the name of my little blog. I'd be paid a neat fee to interview the successful, to write about how orange is the new black, and fly above the clouds to new places, new smells. If I had my way...
...I'd be rubbing shoulders with Tavi Gevinson and being the guest writer on The Design Files. I would have a major influence on the colours and patterns for major furniture designers, and be interviewed by Vogue Living.
Instead, I'm shouting "give me a job!" to design firms from the comfort of my bed. All the while, I'm writing a blog, dreaming starry eyed, about the day people ask to work for me, the day designers feel that they've reached success because they've been mentioned on my blog. Dreaming of conquering the world, whilst wearing my pyjamas...
...I'd be rubbing shoulders with Tavi Gevinson and being the guest writer on The Design Files. I would have a major influence on the colours and patterns for major furniture designers, and be interviewed by Vogue Living.
Instead, I'm shouting "give me a job!" to design firms from the comfort of my bed. All the while, I'm writing a blog, dreaming starry eyed, about the day people ask to work for me, the day designers feel that they've reached success because they've been mentioned on my blog. Dreaming of conquering the world, whilst wearing my pyjamas...
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