Daisy and I. the jamaican accounting master that would get us to pick up her cow feet soup at the local caribbean restaurant. I only went once. And couldn't ever do it again after i saw the clear garbage bag full of chicken wing.
Ashley the newly positioned illustrator with whitney betseys assistant
the tree i decorated
carissa our fit model with dean
my last day at betsey. tear. as the interns gather for a group photo.
I head home on monday. boy oh boy. i will be the happiest chicken in town.
