No, my hair is not that fabulously wavy, nor is it a warm shade of maple blonde. I don't have a polka-dotted shirt, my eyes aren't nearly that blue, and the face? Doesn't resemble me a bit.
There have to be at least some perks to being right-brained, and if drawing freakishly attractive though completely inaccurate self-portraits is one of them, I'll take it. Let's face it -- we're called starving artists for a reason. Let us at least make ourselves feel better by allowing us to turn ourselves into supermodels.
Yup -- this blog got a good old-fashioned facelift on the weekend. I figured that since I'd stuck around internet-land this long (no one is more surprised than me), I could do my blog the honour of rebranding it. But don't get all excited -- I'll still be posting with the regular irregularity of the past year. The new banner certainly does not mean more posts. All it means is that I had a burst of creativity for a few hours yesterday and actually did something with it instead of thinking about it and then watching the birds outside and then folding laundry and then taking a nap.
Thanks for sticking with me! If you're lucky next time I might do something crazy and change the font. Or figure out how to make these dang posts stay centred. Bah.
Nice! Now if we could only convince you to do one for your hubby..that cheesy moustache pic needs to go :-)
ReplyDeleteHah! He loves his moustache. Although it does make him look a little sinister.
DeleteLove it Suz! How do you get your hair to have so much volume?!
ReplyDeletePiles upon piles of mousse! And not the kind you eat.
DeleteLOVE it!
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