This has to be my favorite baby picture of me. #runway #ready #baby (Taken with instagram)
cfda:

Isaac Mizrahi Perry Ellis Award - 1988 CFDA Award Journal
officialrodarte:

Karlie Kloss, Fall 2011 Fitting
nevver:

Get tuff girl

Going to bed. Wearing all-black tomorrow. Bitches better back up.

These people will come in and literally sit their asses on top of tables filled with product. They won’t even move shit out of the way. If your ass is tired go sit outside on the actual bench. Don’t sit your dirty, sweaty, greasy McAss on the shit we’re trying to sell.

The store looks like shit and NOTHING is grouped. AT ALL. Kinda... not really.... >.>

I expected as much. I seriously hate practically all of the sales associates (purely on a work level). Nobody really tries anymore and it’s evident. Plus, we seriously should have never even attempted floor-set with all the fucking changes going on. Joseph was a dumb-ass for trying to get us to blitz all last week especially when he fucking knew there was a possibility that he was going to not be there for half the goddamn week. I swear I’m going to murder someone if the denim shorts are stuffed in crevices throughout the store. Especially since I made that goddamn cheat sheet before I left Friday.

Seriously. It’s like my store is regarded as the Texas Roadhouse of the mall. People walk in and think, “When you’re done with the clothes just throw them on the floor. That’s what you’re supposed to do.” And they think everything is for sale. EVERYTHING. They’ll walk up  into the goddamn windows and start trying to undress the mannequins and not even because they for sure want to buy the top/jeans/skirt/dress/whatever they’re trying to get. They ‘just want to look at it’. And don’t even get me started on the fact that bitches like to hide shit underneath the stacks of clothes. Like, excuse me! Are you a fucking squirrel or something? This is not the woods and you are not hiding food for winter. GET OUT.

i don’t even want to think about how horrible tomorrow is going to be. i hate the trashy people that shop at my store. like why can’t you just act the same way in my store as in every other store you go into in the mall? what makes my store so different that when you see a rack you have to grab the item you want to look at by the sleeve, pull it out so that the hanger pokes out above the others and then wave it back and forth on the rack knocking clothes off the ends of the rack and just making an overall unnecessary mess?

florentia:

jackiegasc:

Getting ready for the re:magazine launch party @hartcourt (Taken with instagram)

last niiiiight