I'm becoming the internship queen

I’m taking ANOTHER internship.

But this time it’s paid. And at InStyle magazine.

I never thought I’d still be interning at 24 but this is what the economy is doing to my generation…requiring us to take internship after internship before we finally find one that turns into an entry level job that barely pays the rent.

After a rough month of no offers, I got called in for an interview at InStyle for an internship in the beauty department. I, of course, want a real job, but I went, obviously, because it was at a major magazine that I would love to work for.

I got the offer and accepted.

It’s full-time: Monday-Friday 9-6 and pays minimum wage. So I’ll be at Victoria’s Secret for a little while longer working weekends to make up for the pay loss.

There’s no way anyone can survive on minimum wage in this city. Unless you’re rich – er, have rich parents. I refuse to let these opportunities present themselves to the rich only…because I’m just as capable of climbing the ladder.

I’m taking a demotion and pay cut at VS to do this. I’m losing my paid time off, decent pay (for retail), and benefits to work at InStyle.

But hell, I’m SO EXCITED. I’m IN. This is IT.

I’ll be working in the wonderful beauty closet. A closet filled with so many products I won’t know what to do.

I was originally planning a trip to Costa Rica in the beginning of November to visit some friends who temporally moved there. I had a week of paid time off approved and almost bought my plane ticket. I start at InStyle on Oct. 28 and won't be able to go.

I almost dropped everything and hopped on a plane this week. Almost.

VS wouldn't give me my PTO so I was tempted to just quit and go. It sounded so perfect. I had the miles. A place to stay. Birthday money for a little spending. This was the vacation I desperately needed.

But I'm too responsible to do anything that spontaneous. Paying rent in November would have been a little tough.

Oh well.

Here's to three more months of kicking butt. In style.