Last Friday I sneakilly rushed down Regent Street before work and down into Heddon Street for an interview for an internship with the PR company that handles Twenty8Twelve and lots of other brands, high and low end.
http://www.moduspublicity.com/It's a pretty big thing for me trying to decide what I want to do for a ~career and really to be confident enough to walk into that kind of place and interview with someone.
The Offices were beautiful, of course. Elle and Vogue plastered everywhere with coverage of their clients, modern furniture and minimilist decor. It was literally like an episode of the Hills. The interview itself was pretty good, it's always hard when people ask you questions like "what would your best friend say about you?!"
They had their showroom where all the new season is kept and press come in and pick from it etc which was amazing. The room where the iterns were was a bit bleak though, 15 of my peers in a room blasting out hip-hop doing press returns and send outs. That put me off a little. Another thing that put me off was an intern chick at reception wearing Ugg boots was obviously being sent to pick up food and was all "yeah Sarah only wants Gluten free, what is that?!" I know very little about the fashion industry and to be honest I don't even know if I want to be in it. That was some Devil Wears Prada shit, right there. If this was my reaction, I don't think it was ever right!

Tuesday morning I had an email saying I had a place, congrats! I've been deliberating about it for 3 days straight, talked it over with everybody possible. The main problem wasn't actually the money in the end, it was that I would be doing 4 days there and 3 days with Twenty8Twelve and I know I'd make myself sick. And I'd probably hate it. And I don't even want to be in the industry. I don't know.
I hope I've made the right decision. It was a tough one. Hopefully something else will come along and this was just the start of my good new year!
I'm proud to just be excepted. It's a big deal.