The hillside was far more treacherous than it actually appeared, and even though I didn’t foresee clambering up and down the jagged terrain… my 8-year-old nephew (among others in our brood) got a real kick out of thinking I was some sort of neophyte Pink Power Ranger. Pity I left my blade blaster, metallic armor, and spandex suit at home. Not sure about spandex, but if you and all your friends want to start your own gang of crime fighting superheros, you'll need some matching outfits... something stylish of course. (RTBU sweater, Topshop skirt and Emma Cook boots)
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Zepequeña.
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un besazo!! y gracias!
part of me (i know, there is something wrong with me!!!) would like you to sometimes draw less beautiful people. ok, even ugly people. i used to take figure drawing, and my favorite thing was to draw the quirky, unconventional, and even "ugly" people. one time we had a model come in that had to weigh 400+ lbs. and she had the meanest scowl on her face. the drawings of this particular model were INCREDIBLE!
sorry for babbling!!!!