Showing posts with label opportunities. Show all posts
Showing posts with label opportunities. Show all posts

July 20, 2011

Steak and Kidney

No, not some type of tres regurgitatable culinary delight  revolt, just a cute (kinda) knick-name for my new soon-to-be place of residency.

Yes, Fashion Falsehood is relocating. Hauling ass onto an abandoned rail road car and freight-hopping my way down to the big time mid-south with nothing more than a suitcase (or four) of clothes, an open mind and one hell of a determined streak.

This time 'round there's actually some legitimacy behind the reason for my lack of blogging. I'm living out of boxes at the moment, my computer is on the floor - not in a quirky New York loft kind of way - and I'm so effing disjointed/excited/nervous/nostalgic/ready to moesy right on up out of here and initiate phase two.


*A shoe closet seemed appropriate because that's what I can afford to live in based on a budget to square meter spatial  ratio. So if you have a sweet shoe closet, shoot me an email.       
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August 26, 2010

Jesselle PR looking for interns

The amazing boutique fashion public relations agency where I intern are looking for a happy, experience hungry guy or girl to join our busy junior press team!

The catch?

We at Jesselle don't like to do things the regular way, which is why a simple CV just won't do! Read below...
If you want to know what goes on in our crazy shoe filled show room, here's a sneak peak via a post about my first day with Jesselle PR.

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August 19, 2010

Miss Unkon looking for interns!!

Please see internship deatails for Miss Unkon below or click HERE.

I know a lot of my readers (especially the beautiful ones who email me) are looking for courses, jobs, experience opportunities and are testing the waters of the Austrailan fashion industry to see what they like and where they can get. I do try to give you guys the best advice I can, however I'm no guru and can only speak from a few years worth of experience.

But I have learnt one thing. Good things DON'T come to those who wait.

Good things come to those WHO WORK THEIR ASSES OFF!

I used to sit back and wish that I had that internship or that job. I'd blame my lack of involement and experience in the industry on simply not being at the right place at the right time. I'd convinced myself that you only got jobs by being introduced to someone fabulous by someone fabulous, and that when the day would come for me to meet someone high-up, they'd swoop me up under their wing and offer me the world (and a free pair of Louboutins)...

But that day never came, and I don't ever think it will. It does for some, yes, but in reality you have to work your ass off (for free) for a long time to establish yourself enough for anyone to even slightly consider paying you to work for them. You have to send countless emails and make endless phone calls to total strangers asking for the opportunity to explain why you're worthy of their knowledge. You have to haggle, hassle and weasle your way in. Be it fake media passes at fashion shows, making excuses to "bump into" those you admire or having the courage to simply ask for help. But if one thing is for certain, never sell yourself short. Convince people that having you around will be beneficial. Even if you're just at the beck and call of someone who orders you around all day to fetch coffee and stand in the sun for three hours holding a reflector board on a photoshoot, you need to let them know that it will be their loss if you aren't there. Because the fashion industry operates like a two way street and (usually) goes by the you-scratch-my-back-I'll-scratch-yours mentality.

It's a tough gig. The fashion industry is almost one of the only industries that doesn't have regulated and paid internships. There's no union looking after it's workers. There's no one to get the people at Vivienne Westwood introuble for starving their interns and forcing them to choose between either working an 18 hour days or risk losing their position (yes, this happens. I was told numerous horror stories in my fashion internship subject). But it's the choice we make. We choose to be here, we want to be here. We love fashion and we'd do anything asked of us to be involved. So we suck it the hell up. We accept the shitty hours, we sacrifice the money, and thank God that we are where we are and even have the opportunity to work for free. Because if we aren't appreciative, we move over and let the next girl in the line of 1000 hopefuls take our position. If you don't love it (even more than eating out, getting you hairdone or shopping online), then you're probably not cut out for the industry in the first place.


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July 15, 2010

BRISBANE Mirror Mirror Agencies Launch

My friend Tin (who ran the Mirror Mirror fashion parades) is now launching his modelling agency, Mirror Mirror Agencies here in Brisbane.

The launch will be on September 22nd at Light Space Studios in Fortitude Valley (the same studios where I intern at Jesselle PR).

Prior to the launch they are looking for voulenteers in all areas such as dressers for the fashion show, lighting/sound, PR, hair and makeup artists and the like.

For more information visit the the facebook event, or you can email info@mmagencies.com

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May 10, 2010

GUEST POST: Rosemount Australian Fashion Week Dresser Diary

The following is a post by my best friend and fellow Brisbane freelance fashion writer, Georgia Colclough. For work or other enquiries email her here or read her old blog here.

As one of the privileged few who had the opportunity to work backstage at Rosemount Australian Fashion Week this year, boy do I have some stories. From model tantrums to the cuties I fell in love with, this year's crop of girls were both amazing and horrifying to work with. But before I delve too deeply into life backstage, I'd just like to have a bit of a rant about the poor organisation from MIRO house who were in charge of the volunteer schedule.

I boarded my flight to Sydney on Sunday morning nervous, excited and utterly anxious to get down to business. The volunteers congregated around the Overseas Passenger Terminal on Sunday afternoon, a sea of black as apparently the dress code in the fashion industry is such. I felt at home for the first time in well, ever having borrowed Miann's blue patent leather Doc's for the week which were regrettably too small. None the less I persevered through Circular Quay with a spring in my step, eager to meet my fellow model dressers for the week. Every girl I spoke to had come from interstate and of 3000 people who applied only 200 of us were chosen.

You can imagine the utter disappointment we endured on our first day after waiting around for over four hours to get a glimpse of the world we so desperately wanted to be apart of. Alas, we were pushed into a corner, into a shadow and told to stay out of sight - heaven forbid the show attendees saw the lack of organisation by MIRO house. If you can cast your mind to a scene in "I Am Legend" with Will Smith, there is a particular point where Smith finds a dark room full of infected people who had consequently turned into mindless blood sucking zombies akin to the same thing as vermin on the food chain. This is how it felt to be shoved aside by the show organisers.

However, it was not all doom and gloom on that first day. We devious folk learnt a trick or two and made friends in high places. It was every man for himself and those who were too passive to take what they wanted fell behind. This was how I worked my way into the Zimmermann show on day 2 where I had the pleasure of dressing the Eurasian beauty Rachel Rutt. The poor thing was having trouble breathing with out being able to adjust her silver collar and it was possibly the most stressed I've ever been in my life. The show was by far the most impressive that I had the privilege of witnessing and I bumped into Lara Bingle, Alyssa Sutherland and news presenter Angela Bishop backstage which for a small Brisbane girl like me was thoroughly exciting. Zimmermann showcased an array of geometric shapes and patterns in beautiful juxtaposition to smokey hues and pastels. My favourite look was the cropped grey-blue high necked singlet which sat beautifully with the free flowing hem against a high waisted flair trouser, similar colouring, all silk.

Other shows I dressed at included Seventh Wonderland, Little Joe, Lucette and a young designer group showcase where designer Gary Yang is truly one to watch. It was at this show that I made friends with a beautiful model called Kendall, she was the most down to earth girl at fashion week and a pleasure to work with. I had also dressed her the day before at Lucette which was a bit of a blur but with the extra time between the group showcases I had the opportunity to chat to Kendall where I learnt all about the life of a model. At the Lucette show I had the pleasure of meeting and dressing Samantha Harris who is currently on the cover of Australian Vogue. She's not much of a talker but on account of being at several of her shows and being with my very talkative friend Samantha Kolb, she opened up and I can honestly say the girl is as lovely as she looks.

Finally let me enlighten you to some of the tantrums I witnessed backstage. I hate to say it but a certain blonde haired model dating a certain prominent Australian musician who had that awful song 'straight lines' was downright painful. You know what, who am I kidding, it was Louise Van de Vorst, I can't say I was being exactly subtle with my hints. I understand being a model must be stressful but many manage to do it with out blaming their dressers for every error in the show. Just sayin...

On another note the poor dresser next to me at Lucette had to deal with an unknown Russian model that threw her shoe across the room until the designer came up to her, kissed her arse, begged her to try another pair of shoes and walk with out attitude. One 'hmph' later and an upturned nose saw her stomp her feet all the way to the line. Very entertaining.

As for designer tantrums lets just say there were more than a few who couldn't stand the 'help'. Understandably backstage dramas are unavoidable and every designer has practically gone through the process of giving birth to their creations so when something goes wrong, shit hits the fan. Nicky and Simone Zimmermann were all hustle and bustle backstage after Mac makeup artists put body makeup on the models before garments were put on. This was a HUGE no no, considering the fact that these clothes were mostly 100% silk and concealer on the trouser five minutes before the show is a big mistake. Nicky and Simone looked like their heads were going to explode and the make up artists were kicked out of the backstage area. Luckily with a little gentle scrubbing, some water and a hair dryer, the hair dressers saved the day.

Aside from the shows, Sydney of course provided me with an abundance to play with on my downtime. Food, drinks, shopping and fashion week, what more could a girl want?

It has been a pleasure Fashion Falsehood followers, I look forward to my next opportunity to post for Miann again.

Georgia xx

Rachel Rutt backstage at Ksubi
Zimmermann: favourite look
Kendal at LucetteSamantha Harris at Lucette
Louise Van de Vorst: tanturam queen

backstage images: Samantha Kolb
runway images: vogue.com, fashionising