Don't worry mom, I'm not considering a career in the adult entertainment industry. Not yet at least. Yesterday at work I made a couple minor mistakes (on things I really hadn't been trained to do), and just as I was cursing myself for being so stupid, my boss called to tell me that (another) customer had told her how helpful and nice I was. Nice. Why is there a negative stigma attached to such a positive word? The compliment immediately made me feel better, but then it got me thinking. Where is nice getting me? Are successful people nice? I mean, why did Vanessa Hudgens *accidentally* let her slut pics leak? And what about Miley's new boob tatt? And why does Taylor Momsen feel the need to shred all of her jeans/leggings/tights? I'll tell you why. Nice is for suckers. Nice doesn't cut it on Gossip Girl OR the real world!
Do you think Kelly Cutrone became one of the most respected fashion PR people in the biz by being nice? I don't think so. She's always telling her assistants to "GO OUTSIDE IF YOU HAVE TO CRY," and the title of her new book is something along the same lines. Her sweet assistant, Stefanie, is always catching shit, while the new assistant, Andrew, seems to get all the brakes. Kelly admitted to hiring him because he dressed in all black, wore skirts and had long hair. So what, do I need to go goth and shave my hair into a fucking mohawk to get respect? 'Cause I will. Just say the word, Kell.
What do you think: Do nice girls (and guys) really finish last?
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