Finding that first, entry-level job in fashion is a flat out bitch. There’s no other way to put it. Everyday I read another story about how some editor just “fell into” it. Like, he was just smugly as fuck walking down the block and little ol’ Jimmy Moore was like, “Hey guy with the skinny tie, do you want to be an editor and bank some Conde cash?” Meanwhile, I’m sitting over here not even working for peanuts, being a glorified slave and not even eating lunch on a good day. And I still can’t find any type of place that won’t laugh directly in my face when I ask if they’re hiring. So, since I’m officially an expert on getting denied, I thought I might dole out some sage advice on what to do. Or, maybe, what not to do? What the fuck do I know? I’m still unemployed.