Girl-world is where I work. No, it's not a juvenile pink-infested theme park; its just the way I refer to my job. That's because I work in a store (which shall go unnamed) that is filled with fashion, feminiminity, and f* up behavior.
It's like a paralell universe where the rules of kindness and respect disappear into a complex web of female manipulation. Where else is a person nice to your face, only to turn around take advantage of you for their own gain (?・・) ? My favorite part is when they justify their actions to themselves. You can excuse it all you want to honey, at the end of the day, you're still a backstabbing meanie-pants.
I am a fashion student, so professors are always telling us that we should work in retail because its like the trenches of the fashion world, and we need that experience. Personally, I don't know how long I'll last. I'm too spoiled from living with boys. I've gotten used to laid-back behavior and minimal drama.
However, giving up is not my style. Instead, I'll show those caddy chickies my fighting spirit recipe!
that's right. I WENT THERE!!
I REGRET NOTHING!! o(≧∇≦o)
...... that being said, I'll leave you with some Precure pics, again from my collection. Today's (very light) assortment is Cure Mint! (ergo the blog title, a poorly executed pun on Mint's intro speech).
Good night, good bye!
+ Duane Michals
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