daisy  was  a  little  overwhelmed  which  would  surprise  absolutely  nobody  who  knew  her.  these  sort  of  events  made  her  imposter  syndrome  kick  in  at  full  force.  she  had  always  been  an  outsider  to  the  world  of  fame  and  she  had  grown  used  to  the  feeling  for  the  most  part.  but  this  felt  like  it  was  just  reminding  her  of  how  much  of  an  outsider  she  truly  was  on  a  different  level.  nevertheless,  she  tried  to  push  that  thought  to  the  back  of  her  mind  and  enjoy  the  moment  as  much  as  she  could.  and  hey,  a  petting  zoo  seemed  like  a  cute  idea.  she  had  grown  up  around  farm  animals  just  by  nature  of  her  hometown  and  going  to  county  fairs.  "never  got  to  pet  a  monkey  on  any  of  the  farms  back  home."  she  laughs,  musing  to  herself  and  to  whoever  is  around  really.  

before  daisy  was  scouted  when  she  was  fourteen  ,  she  had  never  gone  outside  the  state  of  mississippi  ,  much  less  the  country  .  moving  from  her  small  town  to  nashville  was  a  culture  shock  enough  when  she  was  the  ripe  age  fifteen  and  now  adding  new  york  city  of  all  cities  on  top  of  that  ,  and  now  switzerland  ?  sometimes  ,  she  honestly  still  couldn't  believe  this  was  her  life  .  as  a  child  ,  she  would've  never  even  imagined  it  .  she  wasn't  even  the  type  to  really  dream  of  it  either  because  singing  as  a  job  was  such  a  foreign  concept  to  her  .  the  only  thing  that  ever  came  out  of  port  gibson  besides  daisy  was  civil  war  history  .  which  ,  sure  ,  might  be  interesting  to  some  but  it  didn't  exactly  churn  out  stars  .  daisy  doesn't  know  if  she'll  ever  truly  wrap  her  hand  around  being  famous  ,  if  she  can  even  call  herself  that  as  a former independent artist  only recently signed to a major label , rebuilding  her  image  ,  her  brand  ,  her  fanbase,  and  her  artistry  .  so  daisy  was  a  little  amazed  by  everything  she  saw  on  this  trip  .  maybe  it  was  grating  to  other  people  ,  especially  those  who  grew  up  with  luxury  as  the  norm  ,  but  that  didn't  stop  daisy's  eyes  from  growing  wide  at  everything  she  saw  .  “  oh  my  gosh  ,  did  you  see  how  fancy  everything  here  is  ?  i'm  almost  scared  to  eat  off  the  plates  because  they  look  so  expensive.  ”

daisy's interactions with louis hadn't been all that positive. he had basically insulted her home state and the following interaction at the ball, he referenced her coming in a pumpkin. daisy was not one to hold a grudge though, even if some of his comments left a less than sweet taste in her mouth. when she saw him at the same coffee shop that she frequents, she decides to make friendly conversation by asking, " did they add anything new to the menu ? i feel like i'm getting boring, always ordering the same thing. i should have some variety. "

daisy was a little hesitant spending so much money on a gym membership. but so many people she knew went here and they kept telling her how great it was. and once she spent the money, she had to go frequently to get her money's worth. she wouldn't normally consider herself a gym rat and you could tell that she didn't really know what she was doing, as she looked at the classes offered. " what class would you recommend for like a total beginner ? " it's not like she was out of shape by any means but she also wasn't super athletic either.