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The vogue break
After yesterday's hands-on efficient display from Mr.G, I'm convinced he's about to start making desk to desk calls at some point this week so off I ran in preparation to try and salvage some new stationary. I must admit I'm not one for hanging around upstairs at 5pm - due to my rubbish organisational skills, I'm usually red-faced and typing manically around 5pm, so I'd failed to notice the gathering around a particular cupboard at this time of the day thus far.
Assuming it was the worshipping of Madame Nicotina I walked on by - but was stopped in my tracks by the amount of gossiping that was going - this NEVER happens on a fag break with all that inhaling and exhaling in ectasy. Turns out I'd found the Vogue cupboard. The holy grail of the office. Want a 1968 copy of French Vogue or the first edition of Japanese Vogue? The cupboard has it all.
Woudl you like me to tell you who was the one pretending to be Madame Wintour in front of the cupboard? Well let me tell you - they were a few of those. Girls (and boys) you know who you are.
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My stationary career - read more at www.swide.com/History/Behind-The-Seams/My-stationary-career
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