Thinking of pursuing a career in “trop chic” fashion? Time to reconsider – a career in taxidermy or even body farming totally beats the shit out of the pointless dreadfulness of high-fashion-sweatshop-hell that our Swedish friend writes about in her first diary entry. Here’s day two and three. Read more »

A Swedish girl we know landed the kind of internship students will kill for (and then want to kill themselves afterward) at a super fancy European design house. She kindly agreed to keep a diary and sent us two weeks’ worth of entries. Starting right now you’ll get a daily look at how working in this glamorous world is more degrading than collecting rubbish – you ARE rubbish to them. Internships are for being treated like dirt, yes, but this is of a certain Rococo stink-line variety. Of course she couldn’t let us use any real names or places as those queenie fashion houses make everyone sign pile after pile of papers guaranteeing their secrecy… Read more »