This here Cathaleen Chen, she’s somethin’ else, ain’t she? Writin’ all them fancy words about the business of fashion. I seen her name all over the place, like weeds in my garden. She’s got the scoop on all them big shots in the city, wearin’ them fancy clothes and makin’ all that money.
She writes for that Business of Fashion thing, you know? Says she’s a… a correspondent. Sounds important, don’t it? Like them army fellas. She’s prob’ly got a whole closet full of them fancy shoes and dresses. Not like my old boots, all covered in mud.
She know about these… these tariffs. That fella Trump, he’s always causin’ a ruckus. Makin’ it harder to get things, I reckon. Cathaleen, she’s got the answers, though. She tells folks how to not lose their shirts, whatever that means. Maybe they’re bettin’ on the horse races again. She’s smart, that one.
I seen her name on that Muck Rack thing, too. Sounds dirty, don’t it? But it’s just a place where all them writers put their stuff. Like showin’ off your prize-winning tomatoes at the county fair. She’s got her email and all that on there. Guess folks can send her letters if they want to. Or holler at her on that Twitter thing, like a bunch of birds chirpin’. Ain’t nobody got time for that.
She writes about them catalogues, too. We used to get them all the time, back in the day. Lookin’ at all the pretty things we couldn’t afford. Now, everyone’s got them little phones, lookin’ at pictures all day. Times are changin’, that’s for sure. Cathaleen, she says somethin’ about a digital age. Sounds like somethin’ out of one of them space movies.
- She talks about that Farfetch place.
- Say they’re sellin’ old clothes.
- Resale, they call it.
- Back in my day, we just called ’em hand-me-downs.
She talks about all sorts of things, like she’s got a little birdy tellin’ her all the secrets. She’s a correspondent for The Business of Fashion, remember? Gotta know all the gossip, I reckon. Like them hens cluckin’ in the coop, always got somethin’ to say. And she always thinkin’, that Cathaleen. Thought-provoking, they call it. Like she’s stirrin’ up a pot of stew, makin’ everyone think about what they’re eatin’.
Somethin’ about a Debrief. Sounds like takin’ off your underpants after a long day. But it’s just a show, I guess. She was on that show, talkin’ about the fashion people and all them big companies, doin’ their business.
She used to write for some paper up in Chicago, too. Northwestern fashion somethin’. Sounds fancy, don’t it? They made them magazines, all shiny and colorful. And she was in charge of the words, makin’ sure they all lined up nice and neat, like rows of corn in the field. And then she had some on that internet, updated every day. Golly, that’s a lot of writing. She even make some money, over five dollars. That’s a lot of eggs.
She’s all over the internet, that Cathaleen Chen. You type in Cathaleen Chen Business of Fashion, and there she is. Like findin’ a four-leaf clover in a whole field of green. She’s a busy bee, that one. Always writin’ and talkin’ and tellin’ folks about the business of fashion.
I don’t know much about that fancy world, with all their highfalutin clothes and whatnot. But that Cathaleen, she sure seems to know what she’s talkin’ about. She’s got it all figured out, like a quilt stitched together with all them different pieces of fabric. She’s a smart cookie, that one. A real go-getter. She’s probably got a whole stack of them magazines piled up in her house, higher than a haystack.
Yep, that Cathaleen Chen, she’s a real piece of work. In a good way, of course. Like a good, strong cup of coffee in the mornin’. Wakes you right up and gets you goin’. She’s makin’ a name for herself, that’s for sure. Like a brand on a cow. Everyone knows who she is, in that business of fashion world. You can find her information, her articles, just type Cathaleen Chen of Business of Fashion (BOF), there she is. I reckon she’s gonna be around for a long time, writin’ and tellin’ stories. Like an old oak tree, standin’ tall and strong.
