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As my days in NYC are now numbered, I’m trying my best to soak it all in, and wonder how much I’ll miss it here. I came to New York in the bitter cold, from 80 degree weather in Florida, knowing no one, and eagerly anticipating my internship. I hadn’t seen The Devil Wears Prada, but I knew I didn’t want my internship to relate to that! Was I really just going to be making coffee runs and walking the dogs? Well now that its just about said and done, I can say its actually been a good time. I’ve learned a lot, and can offer future interns a few bits of advice…

*First of all, if you aren’t from the city, it’s How-ston, not Hugh-ston. You’ll understand when you get here.

*Remember that graciousness and good posture never go out of style.

*If you find yourself shuffling through the crowded streets of SoHo on a rainy, windy day, with an 827lb garment bag draped over arm as you desperately try to position your hand so you can almost hold your umbrella over your head, just laugh at yourself- There are so many chicks out there who would LOVE to be in your position.

*As always: Work hard….. play hard.

Good luck to future interns, you’re going to have a kick ass time here.

Bye bye.

–Caitlin.

Congrats to me: I am officially a graduate of Florida State University (although theres a small chance I missed some paperwork…. guess we’ll find out soon)!! During my weekend back in the good ‘ol TallaNASTY for graduation, I snagged a few photos of some Nylon-esque kids, proving that despite the lack of cool vintage stores, a 3 story H&M, and designer sample sales, this city can still work it out.

No laces: no problem.

When its 90 degrees out and the humidity is blastin, toss on that perfect lil summer dress. Bow in hair = added bonus.

Beer? Check. Mustache like my grandpa’s? Check. House shoes like my grandpa’s? Check, check.
I admit it: I have a crush on the old-man style… always have

Stripes for summer!

Nothing will ever interfere with the perfect simplicity of a fitted t-shirt, your fav jeans and some worn out slip-ons.

All I have to say about this is: seek out Momo’s Pizza if you’re ever passin through Tally.

I’m sure everyone is sick of me complaining about how much I miss my sandals and shorts since I’ve moved to the city, but this past week I caught a sample of spring weather all the way up here in New York. Most people were skeptical and headed out in their typical winter garb of boots and jackets, but I found a couple chicks on Spring St. that took their sandals, skirts, and tanks out of hibernation…

The first glimpse of Spring weather street style!

Time to schedule those pedicures and bikini waxes, ladies!

So maybe my internship isn’t completely unpaid… I do score some pretty awesome stuff when the beauty stuff gets cleaned out… Who can complain about that??

SJP Lovely, MAC lip gloss, Dior bronzer, Chanel Bronzer, Lancome lipstick, Very Sexy Mascara…

My advice to future interns (once I leave, of course): keep one eye on the free table…

Fashion closet playlist: the interns are in control of something!

Radiohead: 15 step
The Kills: Tape Song
Andrew Bird: Action Adventure
Be Your Own Pet: Creepy Crawl
The Knife: Heartbeats
Bob Dylan: Tangled Up in Blue
Interpol: Lief Erikson
The Streets: Fit But You Know It
Leona Lewis: Bleeding Love
Yelle: A Cause Des Garcons

So I graduate from college in less than a month, and I still have no clue what I want to do with my life… after all, theres so many choices!

Flying through space always looked like fun… but I’m not sure I could prevent a spill on the all-white jumpsuit.

At least dogs and cats can’t demand Starbucks…

What a perfect excuse to dress in sweatpants everyday!

But for now, I’d rather play on Photoshop than go find a job…

A couple months ago when I was still living in good ‘ol Tallahassee, FL, I was on a desperate search for red socks. Not for any particular occasion or reason, I just had a craving. I checked the obvious places: the mall, Target, even the dollar store, all with no results.

Once I moved to NYC in March, I discovered every color sock, tight, and knee high I could imagine, thanks to the Sock Man in St. Marks. Fortunately for you, small town girl, you can have every color you desire as well: from the Sock Man online. What an easy- and affordable- way to bring some color into your step - and look like our other fashion instern, Jess, who’s become something of a style icon in Soho lately…

Here’s the website to buy socks!

Interning at Nylon may be a bit of a routine, but perhaps you’re still curious as to what a glamorous Tuesday is like in the fashion closet…

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Thanks to an informative post on the Nylon website, I headed up to the Built by Wendy sample sale in Williamsburg this past Saturday.

I was a sample sale virgin, and had no clue what I was getting myself in to. Just past the Built by Wendy retail store on N 6th, there where millions of little fliers: Sample Sale This Way! until eventually you were lead to curtain covered doorway. Peeking in, I asked if I was in the right place, but by the sounds of hangers squeaking across metal racks, I knew I was.

A little flustered at first and overwhelmed by the plethora of people and clothing, I must’ve looked like a lost child. But then I settled in and eventually found some sweet- very well priced- items. Success!!

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Ever since I heard the magical words from the Fashion Assistant back in November, “Well, you have the internship!” All of my friends and family have asked the same question: “Is it going to be like Devil Wears Prada?”Up until Sunday, I’ve just had to shrug and respond “Don’t know, haven’t seen the movie.”But with most of the New York City exploring out of my system (I’m from a small town in FL), I took a Sunday evening in, with a big slice of Brooklyn pizza, and finally watched the flick (ok, so it was a big slice of pizza AND a bag of twizzlers…).So for the rest of you who might be wondering: Is an intern at Nylon Magazine treated like Andy from Devil Wears Prada? Let me clear the air: No! Sure, I make Starbucks runs (all on separate checks, of course), and yes I walk the dogs occasionally (that includes picking up poop)…But no body slams their over sized designer purse on my desk, I don’t run through the cobble streets of SoHo in stilletos, and no matter how hard I work, no body’s takin my ass to Paris. Everyone here is friendly enough for me to enjoy the office, and we even have a free table to snag excellent beauty samples from!Editor’s Note:  If Caitlin didn’t write this post, we would have been forced to duct-tape her to her chair at night and lock her in the fashion closet…