The Devil Wears Prada #12day

안녕하세요.

 

알롱입니다!

 

 

오늘은 어제보다 쌩쌩해요. ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

 

역시 월요병은 ...... 불치병잉가봉가.....ㅋㅋ

 

 

날씨가 정말 많이 풀렸쬬!?

 

그래도 목-금 비 온 후에 또 살짝 추워지나봐요 ㅠㅠ

 

 

날씨가 오락가락 하니 모두 감기 조심하시구요 ♥

 

 

오늘도 즐겁고 행복한 하루 보내시길 바래용~

 

 

Andy도 화이팅 ♥

 

 

 

 

Miranda : The girls' recital was absolutely wonderful. They played Rachmaninoff. Everyone loved it.

             Everyone except me, because, sadly, I was not there.

 

Andy : Miranda, I'm so sorry.

 

Miranda : Do you know why I hired you? I always hire the same girl. Stylish, slender, of course, worships the magazine.

             But so often, they turn out to be... I don't know, disappointing, and, um, stupid.

             So you, with that impressive resume... and the big speech about your so-called work ethic... I, um...

             I thought you would be different. I said to myself, "Go ahead. Take a chance. Hire the smart, fat girl."

 

Miranda : I had hope. My, God, I live on it.

             Anyway, you ended up disappointing me more than, um... more than any of the other silly girls.

 

Andy : Um... I really did everything I could think of, uh...

 

Miranda : That's all.

 

 

 

Emily : Excuse me, where do you think you're going?

 

 

 

Andy : She hates me, Nigel.

 

Nigel : And that's my problem because... Oh, wait. No. It's not my problem.

 

Andy : I don't know what else I can do because if I do something right, it's unacknowledged.

         She doesn't even say thank you. But if I do something wrong, she is vicious.

 

Nigel : So quit.

 

Andy : What?

 

Nigel : Quit.

 

Andy : Qui...

 

Nigel : I can get another girl to take your job in five minutes. One who really wants it.

 

Andy : But no, I don't wanna quit. That's not fair. But I... you know, I'm just saying that...

         I would just like a little credit for the fact that I'm killing myself trying.

 

Nigel : Oh, Andy, be serious. You are not trying. You are whining.

 

 

Nigel : What is it that you want me to say to you, huh?

         Do you want me to say, "Poor you, Miranda's picking on you... poor you, poor Andy, hmm?"

         Wake up, six. She's just doing her job.

         Don't you know that you are working at the place... that published some of the greatest artists of the century?

         Halston, Lagerfeld, de la Renta.

         And what they did, what they created, was greater than art, because you live yor life in it. 

         Well, not you, obviously, but some people. You think this is just a magazine, hmm? This is not just a magazine.

         This is a shining beacon of hope for... Oh, I don't know.

         Let's say, a young boy growing up in Rhode Island with six brothers pretending to go to soccer practice when

         he was really going to sewing class and reading Runway under the covers at night with a flashlight.

         You have no idea how many legends have walked these halls, and what' worse... you don't care.

         Because this place... where so many people would die to work, you only deign to work.

         And you want to know why she doesn't kiss you on the forehead and give you a gold star on your homework

         at the end of the day. Wake up, sweetheart.

 

 

Andy : Okay, so I'm screwing it up.

 

Nigel : Mmm...

 

Andy : I mean, I don't want to, I just wish that I knew what I could do to...

 

Andy : Nigel?

 

Nigel : Hmm?

 

Andy : Nigel, Nigel.

 

Nigel : No.