Not even family…
Illustration in Eerie Ink and Weirdo Watercolour to celebrate Halloween. Pretty pleased no one came by my house tonight. I have a single onion and balsamic dressing from 2011 in my kitchen cupboard.
As a foreign person living in the north of England, the girls and their dresses continue to amaze and confuse me. Like I said in an earlier post, most Leeds girls don’t wear much at all when going out for a drink and a dance. No matter the weather, age or body shape for that matter, your average Leeds girl will sport that Lipsy mini dress like there is no tomorrow. And sometimes these things go wrong. Very wrong.
This is another illustration, in acrylics this time, done for Illustration Friday. Topic: BURST. Ha!
“Tall” is a subject close to my heart. Not only am I 6 ft. myself, but I hail from a city teeming with women in platform heels. So for last week’s Illustration Friday I did two quick pictures. One of me being extremely tall, obviously. And one of the women of Leeds. A city in the Northern part of England for those that don’t know.
It really is quite a sight. On Friday night the women go all out. Killer heels, fake tans, tight fitting mini dresses and they get drunk… really drunk. Some lose their shoes and fall over, some are even sick in the street. The main problem with these heels is that they actually make women look quite scary and overpowering. Towering out over all the boys, these groups of drunk, shrieking girls aren’t exactly the best representatives for femininity. But hey, here speaks a pale faced girl who hardly goes out and spends her days hunched over a drawing on a Saturday night.