On My Way

Today is my last day at Fashionista. After 20 crazy, amazing, exhausting months, it's time to move on. (I'm joining Lucky as the executive digital editor.) I can't even begin to explain how important this job has been to me. Not only have I met many of fashion's smartest, most creative, and kindest, I've also learned a ton about the business, about journalism, about blogging, and about myself. Including:
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Today is my last day at Fashionista. After 20 crazy, amazing, exhausting months, it's time to move on. (I'm joining Lucky as the executive digital editor.)

I can't even begin to explain how important this job has been to me. Not only have I met many of fashion's smartest, most creative, and kindest, I've also learned a ton about the business, about journalism, about blogging, and about myself. Including:

  • Nice commenters can teach you something. (Hat tip: Rachel Gilman, Ben aka @Bongenre, Kristen May Lee. I heart you guys.)

  • Mean commenters cannot hurt you unless you let them. You jerkfaces know who you are. (Just kidding! Not really.)

  • Always use three sources in a gossipy story, even if you know your first two sources aren't lying to you. Because nothing is worse than being wrong. And nothing is better than being right.

  • Be nice to PRs. Because we still don't know the identity of @NoBtotheS. Although I think I have a pretty good idea.

  • Cool, talented, successful people are usually nice, too. (See: Sally Lyndley, Chris Benz, Mickey Boardman, Rebecca Minkoff, Long Nguyen, Sasha Wilkins, Phil Oh, the entire staff of J.Crew/Madewell...for proof.)

  • Fashion Week is not fun. But it is a privilege. I got to see Karl walk Ines down the runway as "Bitter Sweet Symphony" played in the background. All the schlepping around is worthwhile because of moments like that.

  • Fashion IS fun! Especially when it means jetting to Florence to watch models perform a scene from West Side Story at the Band of Outsiders runway show. What a spectacular night.

I love fashion. I love Fashionista. I love the readers. I love Leah, Dhani, Cheryl, Steff, and all the amazing interns and freelancers who have made this experience so worthwhile. (And of course Britt, who showed me the ropes.) I wish Leah and her team the best of luck--I know I'll be reading.

Love, Lauren

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