I haven't seen much of Intern Sara this summer since she graduated from SCAD, but last I heard she was thinking of running away to Paris to go to culinary school or interning with National Geographic (our girl is a resourceful one, I tell you.)

Then last night she posted this on my Facebook page:

I know I promised not to hover/cling in my cover letter, but I may have taken a wrong turn. I have an interview at VOGUE tomorrow; I'm in New York right now. Before I left I made a mad dash to Custard to find something to wear and the only thing that I liked/fit properly was the dress YOU wore to the 5th anniversary party. So tomorrow I go to VOGUE inYOUR black and white dress. I kid you not. You've got a clone. Amazing turnout at the skirt! in the City party Thursday btw.

She means this dress:

I felt as gorgeous as I'm ever gonna get that night, and I don't begrudge Sara for choosing the dress for such an important day. And if her wearing it is the closest I'm ever gonna get to the Vogue offices, so be it.