The high life

I have a new job! That’s my latest excuse for falling behind on my blogging.

I am now an editor at an English-language luxury lifestyle magazine. It’s a bit of a stretch for me because the amount I know about expensive watches, for example, is approximately nothing. The amount I care about expensive watches? Ha! – no comment. But it’s steady work, they pay well, and I hope to sneak some worthwhile stuff into the mag between the bouts of blatant consumerism.

I had developed a kind of allergy toward freelancing in recent months. Every time I thought about pitching a story, I felt queasy. So it was clearly time to escape to the security of a salaried job.

My friend Haviva is working at the same place, which is great. Recently the magazine threw a party, and they put about an inch-thick layer of makeup on both of us, poofed our hair to the max, and turned us loose in a fancy restaurant. They sprayed my hair so heavily, I had to “break” the sides in order to put my glasses back on. But it was pretty fun, and the lumpia (Indonesian eggrolls) made up for a lot.


Author: Trish Anderton

I am a nonprofit communicator, Red Sox fan and amateur streetfoodologist. Once upon a time I worked for the Jakarta Globe & Jakarta Post.

10 thoughts on “The high life”

  1. Ha! Liz tells me that this is totally mean to say, but in that photo you look like Harry Potter. Which is weird, because usually it’s Chad who looks like Harry Potter…Bali is great fun. Wish you three were here!

  2. Ha! yes it is totally mean to say, and it’s even freakier than you think, because with the scar on her head the kitten looks like Harry Potter too! We’re a whole Harry Potter family!I wish we were there too, although it’s been a lovely quiet weekend here in Jakarta (and I’m not sure Susu is crazy about air travel).

  3. I didn’t recognize you and then realized it was you when you explained about the makeup!! Congratulations on the new job!! I know it will keep you busy. I can’t wait to see one of your editions.

  4. when i saw this photo all i could think was, “who are you and what have you done with my friend trish?!”i remember that “cracked hair” thing from grade school when my friends used ozone holes of hairspray to keep their feathered styles perfect.

  5. All I said about the watches was “no comment!” And by “no comment” I meant: I will not rest until I have a $40,000 Blancpain Ultraplate Lotus self-winding mechanical watch in red gold with the sunray guilloche motif and double-stepped bezel, set with 220 diamonds, because otherwise my life will have no meaning.I think I’ve always been a fashion leader. After all, I launched the red-hot trend of coming to work with wet hair when I was at NHPR. (A style I champion to this day, I might add.)As for you, Treespotter, perhaps you should broaden your own perspective on polygamy vs. polyandry … 🙂

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