I’ve come to realize that I’m ferociously underdressed. My coat, as it turns out, is just for looks, and has no down or fur lining in it, because I’ve never actually needed that in LA. I feel a bit slighted by PacSun, but at the same time, the store is literally named after the west coast heat, so I guess that’s on me.
We began our agency tours with Omnicom, the largest ad agency in the world. A scarily apt name for the company, I think. They told us about their media buying process, which many of us have had a small taste of in our Media Planning and Buying class at Chapman, and got to hear from the employees closest to our age about their positions out of college. It’s always interesting to hear the come-ups of the people our age and understand the steps they took to reach their goals. It’s shocking how varied the stories have been, with some having studied polar opposite realms to entertainment and advertising before landing here. The next company was MoleHouse Post, where a Chapman alum who is incidentally the kindest man in the world, runs a post-production studio which garners Emmys like it’s part of the job description. He showed us a few of his promos which by all accounts were worthy of their accolades. Then we met Eric the music guy, and all 12 of us promptly and simultaneously fell in love for about 6 minutes before we were escorted out and had to bid our adieus. We were in the SoHo area, so Morgan and I stopped for drinks and immediately entered Sex and the City mode as is only natural while swirling wine and swapping our own gossip in a trendy New York restaurant. After that we caught back up with the rest of the crew at the hotel for the second floor’s free bottomless happy hour, which happens nightly, and is clearly going to be our best bargain-hunting score on this trip. There’s twelve girls in this group, and nothing bonds us like pulling our professional hats off at the end of the day and recapping from every perspective.
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