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[lapsedmodernist]

so my fulbright interview is today. for some reason i find the fact that i don't know the exact number of people on the panel (between 6 and 10 i am told) somewhat anxiety-provoking. so i was also told i have to dress "professionally"--like for a job interview. since i don't make a practice out of dressing like that, i may have gone over the top (or maybe not, i am not equipped to judge this). but basically i am wearing an ann taylor fitted shirt (beige with white and red vertical stripes), a black italian suit (courtesy of nuncstans), my wonderful roommate jen blew out my hair, so it's, like, super-straight, like i have not seen it in years and years, i am wearing a leather headband and having decided that my usual eclectic assortment of huge rings that could be considered sharp, and not blunt objects in the game of clue (incidentally, once upon a time an old boyfriend used that very turn of phrase in a letter do describe his feelings for me, because he was a pretentious wanker), and donned my one piece of normative jewelry, that is a platinum/diamond ring. and i am wearing glasses. i look like fucking charlotte from "sex and the city." perhaps afterwards i can go to a midtown bar and talk about my investment portfolio. and then some investment banker will, like, ask me out and i will be like "sure, come over to my east williamsburg apartment and meet the life-size cutout of Spike." oy vey.

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[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

well, my roommate constintina does, technically, but he lives in the living room. when you move to NYC you can come over and meet him.

[never-the-less.livejournal.com]

I was wondering why you had mentioned going to Ann Taylor in a previous post, since it seemed so out of character. God, just reading about your "interview makeover" is giving me a sense of unhomeliness/queasiness, since I too have done the whole hair-straightening/personality straightening makeover for jobs and stuff before. It totally fucks with my head. (It also makes me realize how important dress/style is in terms of identity issues).

Anyway, where are you applying to go for your Fullbright, if I may be so nosy? Best of luck with the interview.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

ecuador, to do dissertation fieldwork.
yep, i do feel like i "straightened" out my personality. i don't even have my nose ring in, although that was not really conscious--i took it out to do that biore strip thing and forgot to put it back in. but that just makes me look more "wholesome." the thing is, i don't look wholesome, ever, so when i dress up like that, i look like someone trying to do a sexy-librarian-with-naughty-lingerie look. even though my hair does not have any flyaways thanks to this awesome kiwi-smelling product i bought. s

[3rdworldcinema.livejournal.com]

Damn, i wish we all could see a pic!

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

you will. my roommate took a couple with my digital cam, because she was acting all pygmalion about my hair which she straightened. since there seem to be several requests, i may post one later today as a temporary user pic.s

[3rdworldcinema.livejournal.com]

well good luck!

[klingrap.livejournal.com]

I didn't know you were trying to get a Fullbright. If you get it, Amy and I will have to hate you.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

dude you already hate me. you never went to park slope beacon's closet with me.

and what's with no posting lately? i need my daily helping of literary sexcapades.y

p.s.

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

whenever BSJ comes over for Star Wars: Holiday Torture, you want to join us??

[tomorrow-devil.livejournal.com]

You sound like a desk jockey at the Mariott. Will you be chewing gum, twiddling your fingers around in a phone cord? Look disinterested; I mean be Gucci-clad yet dreaming of Prada, play with rubberbands, and answer their questions with, "that isn't my responsibility." Accuse them of being abusive if they speak after you've said that. Invoke "management." If you're really good, evoke the suggestion of management with the way you look down your nose at them. Everyone fears management. Shiny lips.

Oh!

[nuncstans.livejournal.com]

No feather, no down.

Re: Oh!

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

to the devil.


*thanks*

[mufflerman.livejournal.com]

What I need, and need right now, is a photo of you in Fulbright petitioner garb, standing next to the cut-out of Spike. I need this in a run of 500 postcards and I need it this very moment.

Good luck on your interview!

[lapsedmodernist.livejournal.com]

pic will be forthcoming later. sorry, not next to spike. s

[3rdworldcinema.livejournal.com]

you never post!

who is this spike, the lethargic dino from Land b4 time? I should hope so, otherwise this excitement is unmerited

[mufflerman.livejournal.com]

Baxty!

I posted and the events chronicled in said post explain my lack of posting.

Spike, for the record, is a very sardonic Billy Idol wannabe currently dead, but souled vampire.

[jasminedreame.livejournal.com]

Good luck!!!!!!