JANE (fake name) is that one friend. You know. The one from a place written about more often than visited, who has lived an impossibly rich life, but in relative obscurity. She has worked all over the world with some of the most incredible kinds of people: industrial designers and architects responsible for 100% of the appliances in your house, famous photographers responsible for 50% of the magazine covers you picked up as a teenager, musicians and writers who have lived in Soho since the 1980s.
Here to Stay. Here to Leave.
Here to Stay. Here to Leave.
Here to Stay. Here to Leave.
JANE (fake name) is that one friend. You know. The one from a place written about more often than visited, who has lived an impossibly rich life, but in relative obscurity. She has worked all over the world with some of the most incredible kinds of people: industrial designers and architects responsible for 100% of the appliances in your house, famous photographers responsible for 50% of the magazine covers you picked up as a teenager, musicians and writers who have lived in Soho since the 1980s.