What I Learned from my Summer in Sales


“Night and day” does not begin to describe the vast difference between this summer and last.  This time last year, I was already back at school with a new outlook on life–having practically just landed in the U.S. after a whirlwind summer in Paris that left me breathless.
This summer I have been working as a clerk in a local boutique

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Aspiring writer and fashion editor, fondly looking to the past to find answers for the future. Advocate for the unconventional, seeker of adventure. Spokesperson for authentic femininity and supporter of Oscar Wilde's aesthetic movement. Ballerina, violinist, traveller, storyteller, hopeful sommelier. Masculinist. Aesthete. I left my heart in the 17th arrondissement of Paris, France. Can usually be found pointing out that the emperor has no clothes on, escaping angry mobs, and making a mean chicken piccata. Indigenous to cafes, New Jersey diners, and antique stores everywhere. Working part time at a combination of all three, somewhere in Kansas. These are the musings of a modern-day nonconformist.


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