I sometimes wish I had an affinity for something other than fashion so that I wouldn’t have to attend crappy parties in LA in order to network and build connections. There’s nothing I hate more than schmoozing. Clubs in LA are not glamorous. They’re incredibly boring; the DJ ends up playing “Jumpman” a few times during one set. It’s actually all kind of sad. If someone has no use of your presence, they’ll treat you as subhuman. I’m not naive enough to believe that New York or London is any different. I think it’s the industries: fashion, music and film. People in LA lose friends faster than they lose the tautness in their foreheads from Botox. Though these “friendships” are often lacking substance starting from their birth. I’m not immune to this friendship restructuring pattern. The constant gaining and losing of people in my life has led me to become extremely self-reliant. I have three people I can count on no matter what, one being my sister. But everyone else is in the periphery. I would not expose the depths of myself to anyone but those three people. Self-reliance is such an important skill to learn and develop in college, especially if you’re living in a big city.
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