But it is usually quite simple to tell the two staffs [of Vogue and Glamour, in the same office building] apart because the jeunes filles at Glamour, in addition to possessing a high quota of noses that Vogue might dismiss as "eager, retroussé," are also given to wearing shirtdresses, college-girl circle pins, smiling in the elevator, and saying, "Hi." A Vogue lady once described the Glamour staff as "those peppy, Hi people."
One day a few years ago a wide-eyed, newly hired Vogue secretary went bouncing into an editor's office with a package, and said "Hi"–at which the editor is supposed to have cringed, and finally snapped, "We don't say that around here!"
… Vogue has to be careful. The upcomer might use the word cute instead of panache; she might talk about giving a party instead of a dinner; or describe a suede coat 'for weekending with the station-wagon set' rather than 'for your country home.' Or talk of going to a jewelry store instead of a bijouterie. Most maladroit of all, she might talk in terms of a best buy rather than an investment, or a coup. Or refer to a ballgown as–one shudders to think of it–a formal.

From "Vogueland", by Gay Talese.