Jacque’s POV “Jacqueline Sinead Mkenzie. Oh my!” My mother cried out as I stepped in. I just rolled my eyes and glared at Rink. Then I glanced across the golden daubed foyer. The image in the grand looking glass caught my attention. In the mirror is an extremely overjoyed middle-aged woman in an elegant Pierre CardinContinueContinue reading “Nothing’s Cooler Than A Victory Party”
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So We’re Even?
Rink’s POV “We’ve arrived, Ms. Rainelle.” My driver announced waking me up from nap. I asked Trevis and Jacque to fetch some materials for the campaign yesterday and promised to pick him up in the next day. The candidates were scheduled to have a debate this afternoon. I wanted to make sure Steve’s presentation comes with visual aids, at the same time I thought handing out some pins with his name will help with the name recall. ContinueContinue reading “So We’re Even? “
I am certainly not a Sales Clerk!
Jacque’s POV “Miss, where can I find a khaki-colored trench coat?” A man with a low New York accented voice asked nearby. I didn’t jerk my head to look at his direction. I just kept on examining the classic yellow Marc Jacobs’ Iris dress. I’ve been planning to buy ever since first visit here in Barney’s,ContinueContinue reading “I am certainly not a Sales Clerk!”
Blues without Clues 