Last night I had a goodbye din din at The Kenwood (highly recommend) with my friend Quinn. Quinn is a rare bird that I'm so lucky to have gotten to know over the past few years. I rarely meet someone I have so much in common with and this bitch is one of those people. Fellow art directors, we have bonded over our introvert-y ways, disdain for rugs that are too small for their space and, as I just found out last night, our apprehension and weirded-outness over having a tiny human feed from our breast.
In honor of my stylish friend, I've pulled pins from her page today. Good luck in Dallas, Quinn… we will miss you here in Minnie a whole lot. :(