It's summer time again. Summer is here? Summer isn't until the middle of June you say? Well, not if you're a college student it isn't. For us, summer begins as soon as finals ends. Now, I bet you're wondering: "Naomi, why the calendar talk? Shouldn't you be writing about fashion?" Yes. That is true. But, wait! Everybody needs money - uh, oh you're thinking, another sidetrack - naah, just think: what do I need money for? For clothes and accessories of course! And how do you get money? A job. And what do college students immediately start thinking about as soon as classes end - if they haven't done so already? A summer job! So that's what this post is all about, summer jobs those temporary, short lived things that are supposed to garner us tuition and spending money and some much valued experience as well. One of the great things about working at a company is that you get to surround yourself with really sharp people who you can tap into when you need some advice. Those sort of jobs are usually called internships. But what makes a great employee is being able to trust not just those people, but yourself. There’s really something inside every employee that just knows when something’s right… or not.
Well, enough of a resume's cover letter, it's time to take stock of what I've got and can get with it,
meaning: what's my past work experience and how can I apply that experience to get something good out of this summer? So, I worked for the Detroit Auto show as a car girl - more about that later get back to the old grind in just a bit - I had a summer job at an ad agency, working as a dancer - no, not that kind of dancer - at a club, and there's something I've had my eye on for a while it's this:
I gave Mr. Ali a call some time back, didn't speak to him, it was someone else, explained my work
experience in the entertainment biz and that I am in college, was asked to be interviewed,
went to the interview - more about that later - and yay! I was offered a paid internship.
The down side is that it is just for the duration of the Grand Prix and the motor sports surrounding it, and that's pretty short. So I'm going to have to start looking for something else as well, though I think I've got that covered, more about that, too, later.
During my interview for the Grand Prix gig, I was curious about what just the heck I'd be doing.
Now, that's where the fashion part comes in. You might have read my post about car girls - sorry, the post about my own car girl experience is coming up, just you wait - and it seems I'll be doing something along those lines, here, take a look:
Matching uniforms, except for the shoes. Not sure if that's what I'll be wearing, got to check back in soon.
That's about the size of it. Now, as I wrote earlier, the Grand Prix isn't the only show in town on Belle Isle,
they don't call Detroit the motor city for nothing. Of course there are other similar jobs, check these out:
I'm not sure if they're local girls or not. They're working for a toy car company that sponsored a truck race preceding the main event. Two, different, uniforms and like the Grand Prix gals, dissimilar shoes. But wait! One of them looks familiar! Oh, there she is:
Seems there's more to their job than just handing out trophies. You can get a lot of information out of
just photos, a picture really is worth a thousand words. And there are other jobs still yet, like what this young lady is doing:
Helping some drivers autograph posters by means of looking pretty. Last, but not least, the Italian tire
company, Pirelli, gets into the act with their own sponsored race, and, their own team of girls to deliver the goods, or goodies:
In answer to my previous uncertainty, my economic sense tells me that both Pirelli and the toy car company, Traxxas, must have hired local girls and provided the uniforms; I can't see them busing or flying their awards girl teams from city to city.
What the girl on the far left is wearing reminds me of what I wore to the Grand Prix last year when I went to it with my ex Buddy: just a t-shirt, jeans and platform sandals. We didn't stay for the whole race, just passing through, frankly I was bored and only went because Buddy is such an avid motorsports
fan. You don't need tickets to watch the race, it crawls all over Belle Isle and there are lots of places, except for the finish line (seats for bread) to get severe hearing damage. Let me tell you baby, it is loud! Especially when the only thing between you and the cars is a wire fence and it's like you're sitting in you're den and they come ripping right by your couch. Oh wait! I said I was bored! Now, does ripping through my den sound bored? Bored is bored... No, no it's the whole thing, the whole scene, that's what I told the interviewer at my job interview, ok, that's another story that I'm sure you'll want to check back here about later.
Until then, hope your summer, er, spring is going great.
Catchya later.
Ciao.
Topshop crop top, $9.22 / Motorcycle jacket, $245 / BLK DNM leather pants, $1,070 / Armani Jeans black purse / Bling Jewelry sterling silver pendant / King Baby Studio cross earrings / B Ella small appliance / Michigan State Spartans UltraSoft Blanket (Msu Team) / Michigan State Spartans ProToast MVP 2-Slice Toaster (Msu Team) / Bling Jewelry Large White Opal Inlay Star of David Pendant 925...
I compared my Blogger posts and Google+ posts and noticed that when I announce a new Naomi's Fashionable World post on Google+, that my description there might make it difficult to find the post on my blog. So I'm going to try to do better. Sorry if you had any problems, it was my mistake and it was not intentional.
Well, that's out of the way, so now back to the business of fashion. I was looking through some of my old photos the other day, and I noticed these photos here on my blog, in this post. I decided to whip up a Polyvore set illustrating them further. Usually it's the other way around, I do a Polyvore set then I buy the clothes, model them whatever. Not all of my Polyvore sets make it on to Blogger because I might not be happy with the way the set looks, or I can't afford the clothes, or most often it's simply because it's so much easier to make a Polyvore set than to model the clothes, photo myself, or rather get myself photographed, and then get one of these posts up on Blogger.
Anyway, back to the subject of the current photos, there from when I was a sophmore at MSU and from another blog I had which was discontinued for reasons that...well, let's get back to the photos.
The photos illustrate a typical day here at MSU. Set the scene for the first one: I went to my communications course and during class my professor announced that he would like to see me in his office after class. My first thoughts were: uhoh, what did you get yourself into this time Naomi? And I started feeling just a little bit uncomfortable because some of the other students were looking at me, and then I thought to myself hey, you're getting good grades Naomi, what could possibly have gone wrong.
I get to my professor's office. My hand about to grab his office door's doorknob. I take a deep breath. I open the door. "You wanted to see me, professor?" Him: "Yes, Naomi, please take a seat." And what happened was that he loved my paper for the class about the effect television reception has on broadcast TV viewership, and he wanted to talk to me further about it, and if I would mind if he included it in an undergraduate journal that he was editing. Would I mind? Of course not! I did get a little nervous, however, while he gave me the old one two about certain aspects of the paper, such as, the parts my boyfriend (he's such a genius) helped me on. I'm not quite as adept at statistical analysis as Buddy, and I didn't give him a citation in the paper - what would I have put for that: Boyfriend; help on statistics? Nope, but there's no worries, I could have asked a tutor for help at the student media center, too.
After a very stimulating conversation, my professor wanted to take a photo of me. My immediate thought was "OK, this is getting very weird, very fast." But, no, it was for the journal, he explained, so of course I wouldn't mind!
Now, I can't remember if the photo below is from before or after our little meeting or later in the day, nevertheless it illustrates the situation well:
Next stop, I met my boyfriend, we stopped for a bite at the nearest Sparty's, later visiting some mutual friends at their dorm. En route, Buddy snapped some shots of me for my the soon to be discontinued old blog. Here I am excitedly pointing out my new acquisition, a gorgeous pair of Casadei, thigh high, metal heel boots in luscious brown leather, that I bought on Aliexpress.com for less than 30 bucks:
Note: I am also sporting a pair of leather skinny jeans which were all the rage back then, and still are. Oh, how naive I was, not the savvy shopper I am today. I paid top dollar for the privilege of wearing such flattering beauties, when they could be had for much less if I knew then what I know now. I remember very well all I had to do to coax my mom to use her credit card. As they say hindsight is foresight, and moving on here's another look:
Off to meet our friends, these heels do impede travel a bit though the delay gave me some much appreciated and needed girl-guy time with Buddy. Eventually we made it to our friends' dorm, played some Grand Theft Auto V - I didn't get the high score - and back to our dorm, Buddy's and mine, for a serious case of grinding. If you've been to college you know it isn't all about socializing, and Buddy and I enjoy hitting the books as much as school's other aspects.
Well, that's it for now. Check back again for more exciting stuff, something really good is coming up, so you won't want to miss it.
If you're in school, I hope you're enjoying it and getting good grades; don't forget to do your homework, and if you're not in school, good luck with whatever you're pursuing.
Catchya later.
Ciao.
It's summer time again. Summer is here? Summer isn't until the middle of June you say? Well, not if you're a college student it isn't. For us, summer begins as soon as finals ends. Now, I bet you're wondering: "Naomi, why the calendar talk? Shouldn't you be writing about fashion?" Yes. That is true. But, wait! Everybody needs money - uh, oh you're thinking, another sidetrack - naah, just think: what do I need money for? For clothes and accessories of course! And how do you get money? A job. And what do college students immediately start thinking about as soon as classes end - if they haven't done so already? A summer job! So that's what this post is all about, summer jobs those temporary, short lived things that are supposed to garner us tuition and spending money and some much valued experience as well. One of the great things about working at a company is that you get to surround yourself with really sharp people who you can tap into when you need some advice. Those sort of jobs are usually called internships. But what makes a great employee is being able to trust not just those people, but yourself. There’s really something inside every employee that just knows when something’s right… or not.
