Cue *Selena Gomez crying* meme.
After four years at Fashionista, I’m making moves to my next gig. And as tradition goes, it’s time for me to write my goodbye post. Ugh.
I started at Fashionista during New York Fashion Week, which felt more like boot camp, and damn, I was rusty. While I did keep up with industry happenings from the sidelines over the years — my career path to getting here involved some twists and turns and takes far too much time for me to really divulge right now — it was way more different than being logged on and in it like my then-new co-workers. I had to acclimate with the fast pace of the internet and breaking news and designer musical chairs and freakin’ Twitter. I had to remember more and more faces and names of models, designers and, eventually, influencers, as well as publicists and my industry peers. There were many times during those first few weeks where my impostor syndrome creeped in. Am I supposed to be here doing this? Surely someone else should be doing this. I think someone else is probably better off doing this.
But here I am. When I tell people how long I’ve been at Fashionista, it often translates to a lifetime in media years. Nevertheless, the past four years have been one of the most exciting, challenging and rewarding times of my career so far. (Even if my parents still don’t get what I actually do.) I’ve got to cover fashion week not only in New York, but in Moscow, Copenhagen, Tbilisi and Milan (twice, one of which included a surprise appearance from Jennifer Lopez). I’ve flexed my reporting muscle more than ever before, writing about the people, brands and industry trends that I’m genuinely curious and excited about. And somehow, I’ve been allowed to go off the rails and make fashion memes and write about butts, pizza and what can fit in this tiny, pre-Jacquemus bag.
Of course, none of this would be remotely possible if I wasn’t working alongside Fashionista’s small but incredibly mighty team — high emphasis on “incredibly mighty” because the way we churn out news, feature stories and silly blog posts all in a day’s work is magic. You ever try to cover fashion month as a less-than-10-people staff and publish more than a dozen stories before lunchtime? I’m so proud and grateful to be a part of this crew that I will miss dearly, most especially our stretch-and-share sessions, the occasionally fully-stocked snack closet and adding imagery to Fashionista’s famous (to messengers, mostly) “Wall.” It’s not often that you can spend the majority of your work week in a small, cozy room full of the smartest, funniest people you know. Seriously. Everyone always inspired me to be and do better, and I don’t take that for granted.
At the end of the month, I’ll be joining Nylon as its fashion editor. I’m very sad to leave but excited for what’s next. Thank you for reading all these years and I’ll see ya in the posts.