Sometimes the craziest things happen when you're having a bad day.
Not too long ago, my cellphone was stolen whilst I was working in a Starbucks. In a really rotten mood, I walked along dark city streets and found brand new makeup on a sidewalk! This one event started a crazy adventure. I turned it into an article for XOJane.
Then, I got an email from the Daily Mail (squee! squee!! Yes, I am a huge FANGIRL! Love me some Daily Mail!). Okay, I'm calmer now. It's just that I read the DM EVERY DAY! Okay, I'll stop. Deep, cleansing breath. In. Out. In. Out. Where was I? Oh, yeah. They were interested in doing a piece on the whole dumpster diving for beauty thing.
I did feel a bit weird. As a journalist, I'm used to writing a story, not being one. But, you love once and what they hey and all those other tired cliches. So, I did it. I met a fab reporter by the name of Erica Tempesta, her lovely crew--whose names escape me right now--I'm sorry. A vid was made and a story was written.
Here's the vid.