In case there was ever any doubt that I have the Most Glamorous Job in the World, the preeminent authority of All Things Glamorous has confirmed this as fact. I dunno, it’s awight.
True story: I spent, like, two hours with the super-nice, super-talented New York Times photographer, who followed me around and snapped pics of me working and stuff. As you can imagine, the pics were positively riveting! There was a pic of me on a conference call! And there was a pic of me editing a 16-page document! And then there was a pic of me editing photos and videos for a pretty Keynote presentation! Seriously, pics of me working are super-glamorous, obvs. I dunno how the esteemed NYT editors chose just one pic!!!
Also, I actually wore pants for the photo shoot instead of wearing my usual boxer shorts while I’m at work in my home office. Why does my noggin look so big compared to my teeny-tiny body?