You seem to have a basic understanding of the world and a fucking great attitude about it. I read your blog for a reality check, it’s great. As much as this ass-kissing is genuine, I have a question. Do you know how I could get into the fashion industry?

The easiest way into the fashion industry is to have been conceived in a bathroom stall at Studio 54, but I’m guessing you’re not fortunate enough to be the bulimic offspring of a former model or aging rock star.

Since you’ll be starting at the bottom, the first step is move to New York with a pocket full of dreams and a copy of the September issue of Vogue.

Next, get an internship in whatever area of the industry fascinates you. Do your best to find an underling position with one of the industry’s many narcissistic megalomaniacs. Spend at least a half decade slaving away for little to no pay in one of the world’s most expensive cities.

Since you’ll quickly discover that New York is no fun without hard cash, during those first few years I strongly recommend a secret life as a high priced call girl. Escorting will do wonders for your shoe collection, and it will help turn your soul into rich, supple leather in preparation for the upper echelons of the fashion world. Either that or marry into a wealthy family.

If you think I’m joking, please just stay in your hometown and thumb through the pages of that September issue.

Best of luck!