I’ve Faked My Way Through Every Interesting Thing I’ve Ever Done

because that's how life works sometimes

For instance: My second ever art job was the assistant to the president of a very old, very posh blue-chip gallery on the Upper East Side. My responsibilities were to print out the president’s emails and order her lunch and butter-up her clients and organize her schedule. It was a basic gallerina position (that required a master’s degree and designer sh…