gossip girl has returned. and i love it. it's like, major fluff for your brain. it's deliciously styled (i wish i dressed like the cast on a regular basis, but i am lazy and don't have hours to lounge and get ready) and witty. but remember, you have to shut off your brain - you can't just watch it and expect truth - you have to watch it and stop all reason. one of the best parts of the show happens to be the 'New York Magazine' recap - which comes out every tuesday and the writers of the blog give points for things and take away points all based on plausibility. and trust me, the plot can be unbelievable at times, but also, like the best episodes of 'mean girls' ever (if said film was a television show/real life).
and the past two episodes have taken place in the publishing world, and of course, the writers are doing their best to make sure the world of anna wintour is insane! and crazy! and packed with running around like the world is about to end. insane and crazy and lots of running! like, 'creature from the black lagoon' mixed with every b-level horror movie where people have to run.
since the writers work in publishing (as do i for a short while longer) they can write and about the truth and lack thereof. and this truth rang true:
• Blair gets assigned ten things to do in the first hour she shows up at work? Ten things that Epperly helpfully typed out on a list? Since when are internships that organized? Our interns sit around on Twitter all day and are lucky if, at some point, someone happens to pass by and ask them to make a list of things Natalie Portman said this month that made her sound fat.
truth because our interns beg to pack boxes because they are le bored. and trust me, the world where i work is not full of people dressed for a runway show and on the verge of eating a post-it note. we are calm beings - for the most part. life is like that. real life. not television.
but it's television, and yes, it's fun to see a heightened version of my life. because in my mind at times, publishing is batshit crazy.
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