I have a rather large print of Miss Lily here framed in my room just leaning against Grandpa Jones' old steamer trunk that acts as my dresser. Life has been interesting as of late, and to top it off I'm getting sick, but everytime I see her wide eyes I smile. I've been using this one at a couple little showcases/boutiques to display my work. Gets em everytime. The girl with the curl. Miss my southern belles and the lil southern man that I have yet to meet.
Also, thanks Rach for the talk. We don't do that enough. Especially when it's not all about me. I have the best sisters ever. On that note, thanks Nina as well, for telling people that I'm talented and nice, and Jess for the truck I now driving until I find something of my own.