This blogpost will serve as the introduction to what my project is trying, keyword trying, to tackle.
I’m unmasking the mask
behind my clients at Sephora. I’m going into the life of a client that I don’t
know, nor do I necessarily want to know their background. I’m just imaging
based on a conversation that I have heard, and been a part of and reacted to
and experienced and had to react to a scenario that made me question what this
girl’s life is really like outside of the walls of Sephora. I’m diving into
what I think her life would be based on my cultural experience and knowledge of
the beauty industry and its effects on the coming generations of the world, but
with a gay man’s twist.
Within the world of
retail exists a world of frustration and anger that resides within the employee. Sometimes thanks to the retailer that you
work for, sometimes because of the sheer idiocy that one has to put up with
from time to time.
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| an retail employee probably wrote this drunk or high, or both |
A retail store is a
space that welcomes anyone and everyone; the store doors do not discriminate. My method of coping often involves deconstructing
specific interactions and moments of shock, stupidity, what be it. Often it
takes place at a bar with a few beers with friends that also work the retail
scene, and also down for making a mockey of whatever happened that day.
My goal here is to
document short little insights into the world of retail that is often seen
through gifs on Buzzfeed articles, but rarely seen in the real. Or is it the
hyperreal?
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| see what I mean? |
Ultimately, I want something that I can look back on that will remind me to never work retail again. And that's real enough for me.
