This week, every fashion student in New York is suffering Thesis Week. But while everyone wants to die right now, they all still manage to look nice because they're fashion people. I've been using that to try to help me forget that I’m in fluorescent hell. Instead of focusing on how many pages I have left to write, I stare at what everyone’s wearing. I can see this getting ugly if I were a tech nerd--it’s late at night and I’m surrounded by Korean girls illuminated by the glow of a brand new Mac. After a six-hour binge in this place I start to get punchy, drawing pictures of everyone I see.
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