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Cerise wants to be a Nasty Gal


(Cerise 9 x 12 watercolor)

Before disconnecting the major artery to the internet last night, via my tired laptop, I checked my email and there it was... an opportunity to be one of fifteen featured in Nasty Gals' first magazine! I have no idea if they'll even consider my artwork, but I took a chance because this little pink-haired girl wants to be nasty! 

Please show her some #supernasty love on instagram!!

Comments

Dilan Dilir said…
it´s really beautiful,well done!
Yes! I think its a perfect fit!!!!
Alex said…
Wow, I love the 2nd pic close-up!
xxyy said…
amazing drawing! xx

http://www.theprovocativecouture.com/
Blicious said…
Gorgeous!!

xx
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JillianT said…
Very pretty and I think its perfect for the Nasty Girl Mag!
~ Jillian
http://forelyse.com/blog/

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