Hi everyone. It’s Wednesday, June 10 and I basically just got back from work, where I’ve been all day since 8 a.m., at a photo shoot in Brooklyn (more on this later.)
I left off in my last post that I was going to see On the Town last Saturday. Before than, we decided to head to Topshop Soho (it’s my favorite store!) and then we ended up walking back from Soho to the dorms; it was not that far! Already noted, for some future Topshop endeavors… 😉
We purchased our tickets for the On the Town from the TodayTix app (I highly recommend it for discount tickets!) and then ate dinner at some large Chinese restaurant near Times Square; I had a very good Pad Thai meal. Then, it was off to the theater! Well, first when we took our pictures (check my social media from Saturday) by the back edge of the theater and that marquee.. oops, awkward. Oh well, by the time the show started: it was fabulous! The choreography and the dancers (professional ballet dancers making their Broadway debut!) were impeccable, and I most definitely enjoyed it!
On Sunday, a group of us ventured to Chelsea for the legendary Brooklyn Bagel. I had a bagel with lox cream cheese (i.e. plain cream cheese with small pieces of lox in it– but I love bagels and lox, so no complaints here!) Later that evening, a group of students in my program decided a TONY viewing party was in order, because of course.
Monday was our class day. To start, about half of us met at the Met around 10 a.m. where we were able to explore the famed museum, as long as we did an assignment for a later project as well. Can I just mention how incredibly gorgeous the gowns were in the China Through the Looking Glass display? Anna Winter and all those designers truly outdid themselves. Then, my friend and I walked to Bryant Park and ate lunch prior to our next activity. The park was adorable yet crowded. We then met as a smaller group for our 3 p.m. appointment at the New York Public Library, where we completed research for a project later on in the summer. I was back at the dorm by 5, and quickly got dressed in professional attire for our school’s alumni meet-and-greet at Lucky Strike Bowling Alley. Very swanky and nice, but very far away. Soooo, a group of us just took Uber back to the dorm. Hey, beats walking!
Tuesday was kind of a hectic day, as we had a pretty big shoot for the October issue on Wednesday. At 10:30 a.m. I left the office for the Flower District where I was there until 1, picking out flowers that are appropriate for fall. With bunches of bouquets wrapped in hand, I took a taxi back to work: beats having to fight the crowds with the subway. The rest of the day was spent packing boxes for the shoot. I got home at 6:20, by far the latest of my suite, and discovered that the laundry machines were still broken from last Friday: so great.
And on to today: it was our shoot day at this apartment in Brooklyn. The piece, for the October issue, discusses small space living. The apartment, belonging to a young married couple and their bulldog named Finley in Cobble Hill, was part of a cluster of absolutely adorable brownstones. (I mean, I’d love to live in one when I grow up…) Most of the day, I unpacked boxes, organized props up in the apartment and ran errands for more props and then picked up the editors’ lunches (haha intern life). Everything was very cool and I enjoyed seeing how the entire process works, despite some minor issues regarding storage and transportation. Once, I was sitting on the front stoop unpacking boxes and there was a preschool class on a leash walking past me. And then, I was walking back from the truck and this little boy across the street kept saying hi and waving, so I waved back and then he said goodbye and tried to follow my down the street, while his parents called him. Too precious, regardless. However, I did get a little lost coming home, so Uber it was! I got home at 7:30 p.m., completely tired and here I am writing this…
It’s been a crazy, whirlwind experience so far, but I guess that’s the life of an intern, especially in the magazine industry!
Until next time, Miranda xx