Group Account Director
My sister lives in London, UK. We’re crazy close. And I miss her just as much today as when she left 12 years ago. Recently I went for a visit as she and her husband were launching a fried chicken and donut restaurant chain, with the first location in a semi-dodgy part of town. Obviously a huge deal for the two of them. Across the street was a tattoo parlour. I’ve never been a fan of tattoos. I think the concoction of new biz/fried chicken/sibling love is to blame for our permanently branding ourselves with her restaurant’s icon (a chicken!). It’s kind of like having the lesser known version of the golden arches on your wrist – forever. It doesn’t make sense. And I love it.