A couple months ago, while at C+C Winehouse, Claudine, one of the owners of the winehouse, asked if we liked what was playing on the stereo system. To be honest I did, it reminded me of Frank Sinatra. It was a cool voice with a big band sound. She then said it was Michael Buble and went in search of him and found this, enjoy,
For all the people out there who needs a laugh!!
What was it, about 8 years ago, I went to Canada with my friend and her family and I visited LUSH for the first time. I liked it but I didn't like it. I liked the handmade nature of it, but I didn't like the corporate nature of it. Anyhoo, I'm visiting my sister with my family as she was graduating and I went into the LUSH store at the mall.
The sales person was friendly but I don't think she realized that I was stoned by the amount of food I just ate. She offered me a treatment that was complimentary. I figured what the hey.
The first thing she gooped on my hands was Creme Anglaise, it was thick and creamy, and it took a while to rub in, granted I had a lot. It was moisturising and left my hands very soft and silky.
Then there was this scrub that she put on which I am having a problem finding on their site. And this was new to me scrubbing another part of my body that was not my face. This was definitely something I'm going to try more often.
Then there was something else, don't ask me what, but it was moisturising. In the end my hands felt soft and silky. I liked it!
What I didn't like so much was the prices. Yes, yes and yes, I am paying for handmade products that are made a certain way, but they are also pricing themselves out of a market. For instance the only size the Creme Anglaise comes in is 7.9oz, why don't they make a smaller size. They size would last me a lifetime because I would only use it the most once a month when I'm pampering myself. Now if they was a smaller size, I would be able to afford it and would not have to worry that it would go bad, as I'm not using it everyday and it would guarntee I would be back for a refill. Don't get me wrong their products are great but they really have to think of proportions so that they get a great cross section of the society. Also think of it this way, why sell the 7.9oz product to 3 people when you can sell a 4oz product to 20. I'm just saying.
The sales person was friendly but I don't think she realized that I was stoned by the amount of food I just ate. She offered me a treatment that was complimentary. I figured what the hey.
The first thing she gooped on my hands was Creme Anglaise, it was thick and creamy, and it took a while to rub in, granted I had a lot. It was moisturising and left my hands very soft and silky.
Then there was this scrub that she put on which I am having a problem finding on their site. And this was new to me scrubbing another part of my body that was not my face. This was definitely something I'm going to try more often.
Then there was something else, don't ask me what, but it was moisturising. In the end my hands felt soft and silky. I liked it!
What I didn't like so much was the prices. Yes, yes and yes, I am paying for handmade products that are made a certain way, but they are also pricing themselves out of a market. For instance the only size the Creme Anglaise comes in is 7.9oz, why don't they make a smaller size. They size would last me a lifetime because I would only use it the most once a month when I'm pampering myself. Now if they was a smaller size, I would be able to afford it and would not have to worry that it would go bad, as I'm not using it everyday and it would guarntee I would be back for a refill. Don't get me wrong their products are great but they really have to think of proportions so that they get a great cross section of the society. Also think of it this way, why sell the 7.9oz product to 3 people when you can sell a 4oz product to 20. I'm just saying.
Through one of my Facebook friends, I discovered this blog, called Design Scene and I joined their group. I must say it is one of the things I enjoy seeing in my news feeds. Here is the description that is found on it's blog:
A couple days ago, I was going through my news feeds and there was a Design Scene news feed with Alex Wek, who so happens to be one of my favourite models because she is so dark and it's nice to see a dark skin model. I clicked on the link and fell in love with the pics. I love the rich colours, I love the contrasts, it is simply divine. I am limited with time so below are the pics and my favourite is the last one. The great thing is seeing these pushes me to design.
P.S. Her hair is so Noisette.
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A couple days ago, I was going through my news feeds and there was a Design Scene news feed with Alex Wek, who so happens to be one of my favourite models because she is so dark and it's nice to see a dark skin model. I clicked on the link and fell in love with the pics. I love the rich colours, I love the contrasts, it is simply divine. I am limited with time so below are the pics and my favourite is the last one. The great thing is seeing these pushes me to design.
P.S. Her hair is so Noisette.
Go a head, I know you're going along with this.
A couple of days ago, my Dad dropped a bombshell on me and I’m sure he didn’t even realize it. We were driving to a government office when out of nowhere he started talking about marriage.
At first I thought he was going to join the choir querying my lack of marriage possibilities. Instead he said that we, my siblings and I, are lucky that our parents’ marriage is stable and that we grew up in an area where most of the families were led by both a father and a mother. I agreed and started off calling out the names of the families that I grew up around.
Then I mentioned one family and my Dad said, “Well, you know that lady said the father had a lady friend.” He said it to nonchalant and he was busy driving that he didn’t see this expression on my face.
So I started to think back and I realized something that has left me shell shocked (it’s only wearing off now). My parents are the exception to the rule!! If I really look at it, there were a couple single mothers, in one case a mother was away studying and, what I found out recently, a couple fathers had women on the side. Can I sign up to have those brain cells destroyed? Do you think I can get one of those pen like things they have on Men In Black on Ebay.
Ignorance is bliss!
This reminds me so much of the movie, He’s Just Not Into You, where if something out of the ordinary happened to the distant associate of a friend of yours, that is the exception of the rule. As Gigi put it
But then it did end nicely when you become the exception to the rule.
Cute Ending
So what? Should we believe the fantasy that has been forced fed to us since our parents started reading fairytales to us when we were in nappies? Should we aim to be exceptions to the rule? Sometimes I think I think too much about this topic. But if you look at the numbers based on my childhood neighbor hood the probability of having a relationship like my parents is 2 in 10, that is fugging 20%!!! I think I’m going to need therapy.
I guess I will follow Gigi's quote above and look for the signs. Ain't life a bitch.
At first I thought he was going to join the choir querying my lack of marriage possibilities. Instead he said that we, my siblings and I, are lucky that our parents’ marriage is stable and that we grew up in an area where most of the families were led by both a father and a mother. I agreed and started off calling out the names of the families that I grew up around.
Then I mentioned one family and my Dad said, “Well, you know that lady said the father had a lady friend.” He said it to nonchalant and he was busy driving that he didn’t see this expression on my face.
So I started to think back and I realized something that has left me shell shocked (it’s only wearing off now). My parents are the exception to the rule!! If I really look at it, there were a couple single mothers, in one case a mother was away studying and, what I found out recently, a couple fathers had women on the side. Can I sign up to have those brain cells destroyed? Do you think I can get one of those pen like things they have on Men In Black on Ebay.
Ignorance is bliss!
This reminds me so much of the movie, He’s Just Not Into You, where if something out of the ordinary happened to the distant associate of a friend of yours, that is the exception of the rule. As Gigi put it
Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, Every story we're told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we're so focused on finding our happy ending we don't learn how to read the signs.
But then it did end nicely when you become the exception to the rule.
Cute Ending
So what? Should we believe the fantasy that has been forced fed to us since our parents started reading fairytales to us when we were in nappies? Should we aim to be exceptions to the rule? Sometimes I think I think too much about this topic. But if you look at the numbers based on my childhood neighbor hood the probability of having a relationship like my parents is 2 in 10, that is fugging 20%!!! I think I’m going to need therapy.
I guess I will follow Gigi's quote above and look for the signs. Ain't life a bitch.
This movie looks interesting. I usually question if we are truly in control of our lives or if we are led by some greater force. Do we really have a choice.
A couple posts back I cussed a blue flame of anger at blogger and google and anyone who was associated with the google-analytics freeze which made posting for me near impossible. I guess enough people pitched a fit for the problem to be fixed, so on behalf of myself I want to say thank you to all who got this problem solved and I truly appreciate what you've done. Thank you, Merci, Gracias, Grazie and Thanx.
I'm still illustrating. This one is not my absolute favourite but I don't hate it either. Basically, I don't like the pose but I got pretty far with it. The hip to foot is longer than the hip to crown, my mistake.
I will be away for the next couple of weeks, but I will be practicing my heads and hands while I'm away. Plus I will be picking up some much needed supplies. Gosh, I love illustrating.
Through one of the newsletters I get via email, I came across Palisaden Supper Club. Here is the info from their blog,
To me this is so interesting because it is a new taking on going out to dinner. It's like you have to be in the know to go and you have to put in extra effort to go. I mean getting on a guest list and it's like it is an event because the say dinner starts at 20 uhr sharp (8pm). I would go if they had it in Antigua, I would do it if I could cook or had the time to organize it. Then again I could look into it in a couple years time. I haven't gotten anything planned for 2013. I'll think about it.
A monthly supper club held in Berlin using regional, seasonal, and homemade ingredients.
The chef is from New York City where he worked for 10 years in "farm to table" restaurants.
To me this is so interesting because it is a new taking on going out to dinner. It's like you have to be in the know to go and you have to put in extra effort to go. I mean getting on a guest list and it's like it is an event because the say dinner starts at 20 uhr sharp (8pm). I would go if they had it in Antigua, I would do it if I could cook or had the time to organize it. Then again I could look into it in a couple years time. I haven't gotten anything planned for 2013. I'll think about it.
A couple of years ago, my mom introduced me to TED (no, not an actual person) I thought it funny that it was her showing me something on the internet instead of me showing her. I must say it was one of the sites worth visiting with speeches by industry innovators that make sense.
Now, as time passes, I forget to check it out on the regular but my brother sent me an email about TED coming to St. Thomas, where he lives. In the email, he had links to some speeches, one of those speeches is below
I think it's important to watch these speeches because they are very inspiring. It's one thing to do something because you have to, but it's more powerful to do something because you believe in it and passionate about it. I'm going to have to sit down and figure out exactly what I believe in.
What this speech remind me of was when I was younger. I used to absorb magazines, not read but absorb, and if something caught my fancy I went for it. Perhaps I was a leader in that respect but there is a part of me that likes to go out and do stuff. Another time was when I went on a school trip and there was this blow hole and I would stand incredibly close to it. You would hear when it was about to blow so I would either stay and get a sprinkle or high tail it out of there in time if it was a big gush. Before I knew it others were standing next to me and then there was a big gush, well we got soaked. I was a bit upset that they followed me, I could control my actions, but what about a group, especially an unorganized group that was another story.
Let me put it this way, my core being is always in pursuit of a good time, to try something new and is an adrenaline junky. Over the years, I've developed fears which limited me from doing things. The fear of heights, the fear of being center of attention, the fear of worms but I'm going to be courageous and face my fears (with the exception of worms, I can live without the worms), so I will jump out of planes and meet people and continue doing poetry nights.
I'm going to stop now as I've gone on a tangent and don't even know where I'm going. LOL.
Now, as time passes, I forget to check it out on the regular but my brother sent me an email about TED coming to St. Thomas, where he lives. In the email, he had links to some speeches, one of those speeches is below
I think it's important to watch these speeches because they are very inspiring. It's one thing to do something because you have to, but it's more powerful to do something because you believe in it and passionate about it. I'm going to have to sit down and figure out exactly what I believe in.
What this speech remind me of was when I was younger. I used to absorb magazines, not read but absorb, and if something caught my fancy I went for it. Perhaps I was a leader in that respect but there is a part of me that likes to go out and do stuff. Another time was when I went on a school trip and there was this blow hole and I would stand incredibly close to it. You would hear when it was about to blow so I would either stay and get a sprinkle or high tail it out of there in time if it was a big gush. Before I knew it others were standing next to me and then there was a big gush, well we got soaked. I was a bit upset that they followed me, I could control my actions, but what about a group, especially an unorganized group that was another story.
Let me put it this way, my core being is always in pursuit of a good time, to try something new and is an adrenaline junky. Over the years, I've developed fears which limited me from doing things. The fear of heights, the fear of being center of attention, the fear of worms but I'm going to be courageous and face my fears (with the exception of worms, I can live without the worms), so I will jump out of planes and meet people and continue doing poetry nights.
I'm going to stop now as I've gone on a tangent and don't even know where I'm going. LOL.
I'm doing this post because I think I'm due for a heartfelt post and I haven't gotten around to doing on for a while. Now, part of the purpose of this blog is to put all the stuff that is in my head out there. Yes, I keep a journal but that is for the personal and embarassing stuff, while here is where I can be my own psychiatrist. Isn't it funny how it is easier to tell people what to do with their lives but it's hard to figure out what to do with your life.
So what is going on, or as they say here in lil ole Wadadli, "A Wha Go-On?"
Well I am working on a collection of clothing, I haven't mentioned it before because I didn't want to jinx myself. Aniguans have a tendency to talk a lot but their actions are very limited so I wanted to get away from that and get things done. So far I've gotten 4 dresses done completely, a skirt I think I'm going to revisit and a t-shirt. Unfortunately my emulsion expired so I can't do any more prints till I get that in. It is the one of the things in life, doing this collection I mean, that has made me feel accomplished and gives me a sense of peace. Strange how it gives me one part of my mantra which is peace, love and happiness.
I'm still doing poetry, although I'm not persuing it as a career path. Yes I would like to publish a small collection of poems. I'm toying with the idea of love poems since I think it is something that could be marketable, especially as it will have instructions on how to use it. I don't know, maybe it's because of the men I've encountered but I get the feeling that romance is dead, it can only be found in romance novels and chick flicks. It's as though all the men care about is sex and all women want is a man to be the father of her kids. Sometimes I wonder if some of the couples out there really love each other or if they are together because they don't think they can find better.
This brings me to this thought that has been bouncing around in my head for a couple weeks, think about the term "settling down". Maybe I think too much but now my mind has been focusing more on the word settling than anything else. In the end you have to settle down with someone. Oh God, the next thought that popped in my head was the debris that settles at the bed of a river. Maybe it is a metaphor for life, you get picked up by the rushing river near it's source and rush down until you get near the end where you are dropped never reaching the ocean. Then the question is would you really want to reach the ocean? What would the ocean be in terms of love?
Love.... when I started blogging, I had started following this blog called Le Love and in the beginning I would visit the blog constantly because it had some great pictures of what Love would look like. Well between my limited internet use and other stuff I haven't visited as much, but I have noticed that the blogger has been putting in more words as in emails sent in my followers of the blog. I hate to put it this way but most of them are downers, imagine a mix of unrequited love, love lost and love that will never be. Is this what love looks like in reality. For a while I've been on the fence of believing that real love exists and that it is really a chemical reaction to visual stimuli which your brain interprets into what it has been fed since childhood. Then again people believe that a man walked on water and at certain ceremonies they tell themselves their eating his flesh and drinking his blood. Wait does that make Catholics Vampires? Hmmm.
I've been asking myself where I want to be in 5 years. Do you know how hard that question is? It requires a lot of thought. I want to be married to a great guy who also has a romantic streak. I want a kid and one in the oven. I want the little business I'm taking baby steps with is a little bit farther, in terms of being recognized, even it is only regionally. I want to have adventures, can you imagine my zany little family going across the USA, or throwing a dart at the map of the world and going where ever it lands.
I promised myself one thing for sure this year, the year I tell people I'm 30, that I will have a great time and enjoy myself. I've got a little adventure planned for next week. I want to die with most of the items on my bucket list ticked off, but you know what, I'm not going to be Antiguan about it and broadcast what I'm going to do, I'm going to do it and post it on this blog.
For once in my life, I am claiming my happiness and I will live my mantra of peace, love and happiness.
So what is going on, or as they say here in lil ole Wadadli, "A Wha Go-On?"
Well I am working on a collection of clothing, I haven't mentioned it before because I didn't want to jinx myself. Aniguans have a tendency to talk a lot but their actions are very limited so I wanted to get away from that and get things done. So far I've gotten 4 dresses done completely, a skirt I think I'm going to revisit and a t-shirt. Unfortunately my emulsion expired so I can't do any more prints till I get that in. It is the one of the things in life, doing this collection I mean, that has made me feel accomplished and gives me a sense of peace. Strange how it gives me one part of my mantra which is peace, love and happiness.
I'm still doing poetry, although I'm not persuing it as a career path. Yes I would like to publish a small collection of poems. I'm toying with the idea of love poems since I think it is something that could be marketable, especially as it will have instructions on how to use it. I don't know, maybe it's because of the men I've encountered but I get the feeling that romance is dead, it can only be found in romance novels and chick flicks. It's as though all the men care about is sex and all women want is a man to be the father of her kids. Sometimes I wonder if some of the couples out there really love each other or if they are together because they don't think they can find better.
This brings me to this thought that has been bouncing around in my head for a couple weeks, think about the term "settling down". Maybe I think too much but now my mind has been focusing more on the word settling than anything else. In the end you have to settle down with someone. Oh God, the next thought that popped in my head was the debris that settles at the bed of a river. Maybe it is a metaphor for life, you get picked up by the rushing river near it's source and rush down until you get near the end where you are dropped never reaching the ocean. Then the question is would you really want to reach the ocean? What would the ocean be in terms of love?
Love.... when I started blogging, I had started following this blog called Le Love and in the beginning I would visit the blog constantly because it had some great pictures of what Love would look like. Well between my limited internet use and other stuff I haven't visited as much, but I have noticed that the blogger has been putting in more words as in emails sent in my followers of the blog. I hate to put it this way but most of them are downers, imagine a mix of unrequited love, love lost and love that will never be. Is this what love looks like in reality. For a while I've been on the fence of believing that real love exists and that it is really a chemical reaction to visual stimuli which your brain interprets into what it has been fed since childhood. Then again people believe that a man walked on water and at certain ceremonies they tell themselves their eating his flesh and drinking his blood. Wait does that make Catholics Vampires? Hmmm.
I've been asking myself where I want to be in 5 years. Do you know how hard that question is? It requires a lot of thought. I want to be married to a great guy who also has a romantic streak. I want a kid and one in the oven. I want the little business I'm taking baby steps with is a little bit farther, in terms of being recognized, even it is only regionally. I want to have adventures, can you imagine my zany little family going across the USA, or throwing a dart at the map of the world and going where ever it lands.
I promised myself one thing for sure this year, the year I tell people I'm 30, that I will have a great time and enjoy myself. I've got a little adventure planned for next week. I want to die with most of the items on my bucket list ticked off, but you know what, I'm not going to be Antiguan about it and broadcast what I'm going to do, I'm going to do it and post it on this blog.
For once in my life, I am claiming my happiness and I will live my mantra of peace, love and happiness.
A couple years ago, I was flipping through cable and I came across the original Nanny McPhee and I ended up watching it and loving it. I swore that when I have kids I would have them watch movies like that and read them the books. So can you imagine how excited I felt when I found out that the is a new Nanny McPhee movie called Nanny McPhee Returns. I'm not sure if it will be coming down here, but I'm sure I'll catch it on HBO. Check out the trailer below
I'm not absolutely sure if I want to see "I Spit On Your Grave". Part of me want to see it because it is a woman wreaking revenge in a really evil way. I think I can handle this movie because she's doing it for a reason as opposed to her doing it because she can or she crazy. Granted this chica looks crazy anyway, but we know why, who else can drive a woman crazy? Wink, wink.. Check out the trailer
At first I thought this would be cheesy and I was unsure of seeing one of the Olsen twins after so long, but I must say after seeing the trailer for Beastly, I think I might want to see this. It's new take on Beauty and the Beast, but the focus is more on the Beast. Trailer below
Well seeing that the cost to go to the movies has been reduced to EC$15.00 which is about US$5.50, I will be going to the movies more often. Yes, I know I can watch movies online or buy bootleg, but there is something to be said about getting out of the house and being out of contact with people for 2 hours and not have to worry about slow internet connection, or the picture or sound being crappy. Don't even get me started on seeing people walk by on the bootleg DVD. So yes I am championing going to the movies, hell a lot of money goes into making movies, so why not pay them for their hard work. Just my thoughts.
I'm not absolutely sure if I want to see "I Spit On Your Grave". Part of me want to see it because it is a woman wreaking revenge in a really evil way. I think I can handle this movie because she's doing it for a reason as opposed to her doing it because she can or she crazy. Granted this chica looks crazy anyway, but we know why, who else can drive a woman crazy? Wink, wink.. Check out the trailer
At first I thought this would be cheesy and I was unsure of seeing one of the Olsen twins after so long, but I must say after seeing the trailer for Beastly, I think I might want to see this. It's new take on Beauty and the Beast, but the focus is more on the Beast. Trailer below
Well seeing that the cost to go to the movies has been reduced to EC$15.00 which is about US$5.50, I will be going to the movies more often. Yes, I know I can watch movies online or buy bootleg, but there is something to be said about getting out of the house and being out of contact with people for 2 hours and not have to worry about slow internet connection, or the picture or sound being crappy. Don't even get me started on seeing people walk by on the bootleg DVD. So yes I am championing going to the movies, hell a lot of money goes into making movies, so why not pay them for their hard work. Just my thoughts.
Last week Thursday, I went to see Kick Ass and honestly speaking, I liked it. Granted I was looking forward to seeing it, even though many critics gave it a bad review. What I've discovered is that I shouldn't hold others reviews to high regard because some movies that were given great reviews, I've either hated it or found it boring. I now look at it as if I'm excited to see it because of the trailer, I'll watch it and make up my own mind.
Anyway, I liked Kick Ass for the action and the witty comments, granted some parts were quite cheesy. So would I recommend it? Well, with disclaimers, I won't recommend it to my grandma, or my mother but my brother and sister, oh yeah. Oh and I would not recommend this to anyone who has a mental problem or a psychopath, or anyone who would take this movie to literally. This movie is also great for comic book enthusiasts and gamers.
Scenes to look for Hit Girls 2nd major kill sequence, they is a part that is practically a homage to any game where you are the shooter. I loved any scene with the bazooka. Oh and the microwave scene, I thought it was going to be worst, I was even prepared to cover my eyes. I liked the characters even though Kick Ass himself made me squirm with embarrassment.
Excuse my disjointed review as it was over a week ago I saw the movie.
I saw The Back Up Plan last night and as expected, I loved it. As I mentioned before, I was way overdue for a Jennifer Lopez film and chica delivered. We laughed our heads off and it was a worthy chic flick. I would put it a few notches below P.S. I Love You (I loved that movie). I think one of the reasons I love watching movies because it makes me feel good when I finish watching it and it was a feel good movie.
Scenes to watch for the cheese room, the first birth scene. Overall the movie was great, but a disclaimer must be made. Don't think that this could be your life, living in Manhattan and having a store downtown is not that easy to achieve. Life could never be that perfect but it is nice to watch it.
I would recommend this to couples and a group of girlfriends. I enjoyed and yes I will get it on DVD. In fact, I'm aiming to build a J-Lo video Library, well the good movies anyway.
Just my thoughts.
A couple of days ago, I visited the Prime Ministers Office with my dad on company business and I must say I was blown away. Oh no, not because I was meeting the Prime Minister of Antigua, I've encountered him a couple times. I was impressed by his office, it was cluttered and all, it is a functioning office, but it has some lovely bones. Oh and a view of St. John's Harbour. It is definitely an inspiration for my future living room.
It has alot of dark woodwork, which reminds me of what Caribbean interiors are suppose to be about. I am so interested in that now, so it wood be dark woodwork and bright colours.
Anyway here is a picture of me and the PM and the screens that I loved.
It has alot of dark woodwork, which reminds me of what Caribbean interiors are suppose to be about. I am so interested in that now, so it wood be dark woodwork and bright colours.
Anyway here is a picture of me and the PM and the screens that I loved.
From now on I will do better in terms of taking pictures of my illustrations. This was done right after I did it and I was about to head to bed, so I took the picture and was content at the time. But right now, not so much. Oh well.
For me, it is average work, nothing absolutely fabulous which would make me jump out of my skin with glee. I wanted to put a gun or some sort of weapon in her free hand but when it came down to searching for a reference to draw the gun from, I was not in the mood to look. Plus I can't say for sure where my CatWoman and Wolverine comics are. Yes, I like comics like those, but more for the artwork. Anywho, I will be in the States by the end of the month, so I will be able to pick up some supplies. Perhaps I will check out RISD, Rhode Island School of Design, it was a contender for colleges when I was looking, but I had to be in NYC.
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.”
I saw this on in the midst of thinking and I had to post it. I'm going to print it and frame it as a reminder.
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I want to do this in my future house, have wooden planks as the floor of my shower. Then again I also want a claw foot bath, even though I'm not one of those people who can soak in a bath for more than 20 minutes. Now I think about it for me to stay longer I would require someone to talk to, preferably male someone or a good movie. Excuse the rambling :D
I hate FireFox, the bitch ass thing, in association with Google Analytics makes it hard to make post anytime I want. Do you know what I'm using now? Windows Explorer!! And this one doesn't even have tabs!! So for me to use YouTube I have to use FireFox, piece of shit, and to make posts I have to use this. If you're reading this Google, get your shit together. This is bullshit and I've had it.
I'm just ranting.
I'm just ranting.
I must say I feel better about the illustration as it looks better than the one I did last week. The outfit is simple but I was focused more on execution. The leather skirt came out well and I even gave her green eyes. My only thing is I would like to get rid of the colour outside of the lines and used a darker hair colour. I like the details where I did put it and I'm glad I'm putting more into the hands. I honestly patted myself on the back. Yeah, I'm back.