Second day interning.

On Tuesday night we were expecting a huge snow storm. Dianne had told me she was most likely not coming in due to the snow. My mom, dad, and I stayed in a hotel Tuesday night to make sure I'd be able to get into the city without problems. This did seem crazy but I had a commitment and wanted to use this internship to the most of my ability. We had many options of how I was going to get into the city. One was to drive, another was to take train in with one of my parents, and the other was to take the train in alone. I knew I could get in by myself but my mom was not having it. In the end, my dad took me into the city. I think my mom was scared to take me in and hinted for my dad to do it. We got to Penn Station and he made us walk to the office. It was only five blocks or so but I had only taken a taxi to the office. We got to the block that the office was on and I had no idea where the office was. I knew the office was across the street from a Porsche store and we were exactly at the Porsche store. I let my dad come up to the office with me and at first glance he was in aw. He couldn't believe that I was working here and how amazing it was. We went into the back and said hello to Angela. She gave him the brief introduction of the office and we both had to get back to work. I gave my dad a hug and was off to the back room.
Due to the snow we didn't have as many clients as scheduled but we were still busy. I was still a bit rusty with where the zippers, buttons, and snaps were so I was taking longer then I should of been. I wasn't very happy that my feet were still in pain from the heels the day before and were cramping up on me. I had finally gotten over the shock of the models being completely nude on top and struttin' it around the back room like it was nothing. It was expected now but when I told my brother the night before he said he wanted to come in... (So gross!)
One of our models today was Celia from America's Next Top Model. I have watched that show for so many seasons and even have my own version of a cat walk and poses, if only I was tall enough. I had watched her season and she was so nice in person. I loved how she would say, "groovy", it made her so original. She would personally give me the clothes to hang up or help me out and put it on the hanger for me. I have to say I am loving all the models and they are so sweet. They are all so tall and skinny!! They're all very exotic and unique looking, not the typical 'girl next door' pretty but they have a look to them.
I admit today was a rough day for me. I was getting yelled at quite a bit by the others and was getting frustrated with myself. The work I do isn't hard but it is tedious. I was feeling that the work is easy enough to do then I shouldn't be making so many mistakes. It's like in skating when you aren't having a good jumping day and are trying to turn it around for you and your coaches to no avail. I was trying to rush and I was putting the hangers on backwards and not zippering the zippers. Another issue I was having was not checking over others work. I had a section of clothes to go out to the clients. I assumed that whatever was on it was all hung up. Someone just hung up a dress and I didn't check it over and took it out. I learned fast to check over everyones work and make sure everything is zipped. They were silly mistakes but I was beating myself up over it. I wanted to impress everyone and show off what I could do. I was the youngest and no one really knew my age so I had to step up my game to seem like I was in my twenties. I felt like I was disappointing everyone and most importantly myself.
The girls in the back told me to "put on my war paint" for tomorrow. We have Neiman's coming in and they expect the best. I needed to take my time and triple check my work to make sure everything was correct. This warning did scare me a bit especially after my rough day. I knew I needed to be on my A game.
I was supposed to go home with Angela that night but she wouldn't be getting out till late. She had promised my dad she was bringing me home and she was keeping to that. Instead of going home with her I was going home in a car service. I admit this was an added luxury and very nice of her. They dropped me off at my dad's police station and my dad met me there. When I got home it was after eight and I was exhausted. I learned today that I need to check over everyones work and make sure it is perfect. Also, I learned that in this high fashion world not everything is as glamorous as it seems.