Birdy wondered if she should call Alex again and see if the other woman was available to meet - she was probably out partying. Birdy was lying on her bed with a few fashion magazines around her, gaining inspiration and admiring the talent of other designers. She had seen Alex's face a few times as she'd flipped through the glossy pages of haute couture and missed the model.

They had agreed to meet up when their schedules settled down but, now she felt restless. She wanted to ...