Art Show & All Sorts of Little Things

Aaaaahhh, my first art show is tomorrow night and I can't believe it! It's like stepping out of a dream and into a surreal reality and I'm completely beyond any normal level of nervous jubilation. If you're in the St. Louis area, please stop by and check out my collection, The Wonder of Beauty, as well as the works of Kelly Pelka and Caroline Philippone... and be sure to say hello!

Show opens at Mad Art Gallery August 2 from 7-11 pm. Free admission and cash bar for lushes.

(Vintage DIY Levis Cutoffs, Dailylook Sailor Blouse, Studded Mouse Flats and Floral Combat Boots, Topshop boots not shown)

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