When I was 17 I got my first job in a clothing retail store; before that I had handed out clubs at a putt-putt course and then spent two years coming home smelling like pizza from my job as a hostess. All that to say, when I finally found myself working at White House | Black Market, it felt good to finally be surrounded by clothes and get paid for it. …
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