



So these girls are from an art direction proposal I worked on a little while ago. I didn't get the job so, yet again, the blog flourishes where my career slowly careens into the abyss of obscurity and unemployment.
Maybe these girls will now start their own band, or become an elite crime fighting team or, if we're really lucky, they'll go through 4 years of post secondary schooling, become accountants, and solve the current economic crisis using only a stick of bubble gum, a pie graph, two paper clips, and a roll of duct tape. Dream on future accountants of America, dream on...