THE DEVIL IS IN THE DETAILS

i was talking to someone about “the devil’s wear prada” the other day.
meryl streep portrayed miranda priestly so iconically.
my friend said:

“I loved the movie and hate it at the same time.
The movie portrays everything wrong with corporate America.”

…and thats when i was slapped into reality.
when i sat down and really thought about it…

That movie was pretty fucked up.

…especially and allegedly being based on a real person.

miranda went from iconic to toxic in 2022.
even though these scenes have some good copypasta,
and gays love a dominant diva with good drags,

it was actually really abusive:

listen…

I have witnessed people,
not even just white vixens,
running past my desk in tears because their boss “read” them.

I said I would never cry at a job until I cried at my last job.

I’ll never forget a gay male version of “Miranda Priestly” treating his older assistant like trash.
He made her come into work during a snow day,
during a huge snowstorm,
because he wanted her to be in the office.
He wasn’t in the office but he demanded her to be.
She cried the next day when she told us.

i remember telling star fox how i hated andy leaving miranda in the end.
we couldn’t fathom why she would do this:

i was likeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee:

“SHE LEFT THAT OPPORTUNITY OF A LIFETIME!!!
YEAH NO ONE WOULD EVER BE THEM!!!

WHAT A DUMB BITCH ALL IN HER FEELINGS AND SHIT!!!

…but now,
i fully get why she left.
her sanity meant much more.
not only that,
you see how fast the other assistant was replaced?
that would have been andy’s fate later on down the road.

I have seen some loyal workers be replaced without no question.

so even though miranda is still fly and i love her confidence,
she was still a raging cunt who needed to get laid 10 times a week.

people never understand situations until they experience them.

lowkey: the stories i have about working in corporate america,
the abuse i’ve seen,
the abuse i’ve taken…
mmm.

4 thoughts on “THE DEVIL IS IN THE DETAILS

  1. My boss wanted to fvck me and I rebuffed him and he made work hell for me. I didn’t speak up because I’m not out. But I called my friend crying and considered quitting that day. A Black woman manager pulled me to the side and told me to not let him win and to not quit. She is the ONLY reason I didn’t.

  2. I am waiting on the Andre Leon Talley Vogue Editorial Issue. Andre styled, edited, wrote copy for and was a Global Ambassador for the rank ass rag for decades. Yet, here we are with a Kim K West cover issue. I gave up my Vogue subscription when Kim K got her first cover. I actually wiped my ass with it before trashing it.
    Vogue will not see better days. It is predictable, dated and washed up.
    Anna Wintour; redundant fate awaits you, Dahling!
    As a Black man of a certain age, I adored the life Andre Leon Talley led; forgiving his pretentiousness and pernicious bitchiness. He walked the halls and earned the privilege to be thus.
    I read Andre’s book and read how Anna basically dropped him. He should have seen it coming. I read the Devil Wears Prada. It was a composite of a soulless empty life form; very much like Anna Wintour, and the fashion and entertainment industry.
    The Met gala is a bore. And honestly who cares anymore.
    I really wish gay males with supposed straight female friends would cease and desist allowing the usage of their images and personalities on screen to propogate
    “The Miss Thing Mystique” tropes. I said it, so it’s out. That’s so played out. We should guard the narrative and dispense it in tidbits. Portrayals on reality shows are clownish caricatures of yesteryear. ♥️

    1. ^damn they didn’t even give him a memorandum of sympathy and sorrow in vogue?
      his life is such a cautionary tale for gay males who sell out for straight women.

      1. Jamari
        There were a few cursory blah, blahs. Andre, the Vogue bibliophile, was a living history of fashion comings and goings the past fifty years. His salary was much less than his inexperienced white counterparts, per his own admission. I agree with you, a cautionary tale.

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