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Watercolor Wonderland x Nasty Gal


Still in shock... 
Apart a from my instagram sneak peeks, it's been torture keeping this secret, but now I can finally share the amazing little fact that yours truly was featured on the one and only Nasty Gal (falls out of chair)!! When I was first contacted by NG and asked to design a few exclusive illustrations/paintings, I'm pretty sure my response was some highly intelligent verbiage falling along the lines of, "Wha-um-can't breathe. OMG am I dreaming?" But okay, here's a totally cliché moment... dreams come true!

Comments

Unknown said…
amazing!! love nasty gal and your illustrations
Alex said…
So proud of you, baby! The feature is perfect.
Sara. said…
this is so awesome you deserve it your art is amazing well done:)!!
Marina said…
Like your art!

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