Today is my last day. Tonight I head up to Massachusetts. Tomorrow the beach, then Elvis Costello and The Police. Then family and Yo Yo Ma at Tanglewood. I’m bringing one of the vintage cameras I’ve started collecting, this one being one of the first I acquired. And it’s got film in it.
(Photo via ffffound)
Amanda (I will soon be “the new Amanda” as Faran likes to put it) just sent me this link.
These are some pictures of the NYLON Magazine office, where I’ll soon be employed. Tomorrow will be my last 8 hours at Hearst, then back to the location of my previous, and final, internship to dominate.
Click on the image to see more pics of Marvin, Editor-In-Chief and the new (/old) workspace.
It’s not always easy, but it’s for the best.
Sometimes I just need some crossed fingers, some friends, and the right art.
I’m crossing my fingers.
I’m calling my friends.
And these images are all by Mike Mills.
It’s been a long day. But Chris is always there for me.
Chris: You are, Kelly. You’re like a de-clawed, raised from birth polar bear.
Me: You know, i kind of like that. At least then I’m cuddly.
Chris: You appear quite cuddly. You have a good build for it.
It’s true, a new one. I’m going back to NYLON. I submitted my resignation from Hearst last week because I was offered a full-time, salaried job doing the paid version of what I did when I interned there. Expect the return of graphics posts and whatnot come August, when I’m the new Web Design Assistant there. It looks like I was always meant to be a designer, art school or not.
On a separate note, I’ve loved Exploding Dog illustrations for a few years now. Buy me a print as a celebration gift if you love me. Or just go to the site to fall in love with them as well.
