At my office and creative studio, I’ve made a new acquaintance whom I’ve affectionately nicknamed JFK. He’s youthful and bright, exuding a unique sense of style. Occasionally, it’s as if he emerges from a picture frame on the wall, and together we take a brief moment to peruse a document, hunched over the table. JFK often remarks that we’re shouldering the world’s burdens, a sentiment echoed in Tames’ poignant photograph.
I’m eager for the day in my office when JFK introduces me to Jacqueline, as I’m pretty intrigued by her iconic Chanel pink suit, a symbol of elegance and grace.
