Jocelynne Tayanna

Jocelynne Tayanna

Jocelynne Tayanna

Designated Diner

Designated Diner

Designated Diner

Dennys

Dennys

Dennys

About the Campaign: What if? You just stumbled out of the club, still a bit drunk and laughing with your friends. Your head is spinning, but suddenly your stomach reminds you it’s still awake. Pancakes. A milkshake. You don’t want to go home, you want food. So you head to Denny’s, where other late-night party-goers are debriefi ng the night and eating whatever greasy, comforting food hits the spot. The ultimate after party.

About the Campaign: What if? You just stumbled out of the club, still a bit drunk and laughing with your friends. Your head is spinning, but suddenly your stomach reminds you it’s still awake. Pancakes. A milkshake. You don’t want to go home, you want food. So you head to Denny’s, where other late-night party-goers are debriefi ng the night and eating whatever greasy, comforting food hits the spot. The ultimate after party.

About the Campaign: What if? You just stumbled out of the club, still a bit drunk and laughing with your friends. Your head is spinning, but suddenly your stomach reminds you it’s still awake. Pancakes. A milkshake. You don’t want to go home, you want food. So you head to Denny’s, where other late-night party-goers are debriefi ng the night and eating whatever greasy, comforting food hits the spot. The ultimate after party.

About the Campaign: What if? You just stumbled out of the club, still a bit drunk and laughing with your friends. Your head is spinning, but suddenly your stomach reminds you it’s still awake. Pancakes. A milkshake. You don’t want to go home, you want food. So you head to Denny’s, where other late-night party-goers are debriefi ng the night and eating whatever greasy, comforting food hits the spot. The ultimate after party.

About the Campaign: What if? You just stumbled out of the club, still a bit drunk and laughing with your friends. Your head is spinning, but suddenly your stomach reminds you it’s still awake. Pancakes. A milkshake. You don’t want to go home, you want food. So you head to Denny’s, where other late-night party-goers are debriefi ng the night and eating whatever greasy, comforting food hits the spot. The ultimate after party.

Credits: AD: Sifat, Jordana, Jocelynne and Meagan CW: Meagan ST: Jocelynne and Lucas Photographers: Jordana and Meagan

Credits: AD: Sifat, Jordana, Jocelynne and Meagan CW: Meagan ST: Jocelynne and Lucas Photographers: Jordana and Meagan

Credits: AD: Sifat, Jordana, Jocelynne and Meagan CW: Meagan ST: Jocelynne and Lucas Photographers: Jordana and Meagan

Credits: AD: Sifat, Jordana, Jocelynne and Meagan CW: Meagan ST: Jocelynne and Lucas Photographers: Jordana and Meagan

Credits: AD: Sifat, Jordana, Jocelynne and Meagan CW: Meagan ST: Jocelynne and Lucas Photographers: Jordana and Meagan

Jocelynne Tayanna

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Jocelynne Tayanna

Strategist

Strategist

Jocelynne Tayanna

Jocelynne Tayanna

Strategist

Jocelynne Tayanna

Strategist

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