



Hey, think of instead A girl worth fighting for!

The recently re-redesigned Princesses sans Poca’s feathers. Playing with shapes is much too addictive. Hazelnut brown ink with watercolours and gel pens.
“Now, a formula to transform my beauty into ugliness. Change my queenly raiment to a peddler’s cloak. Mummy dust, to make me old. To shroud my clothes, the black of night. To age my voice, an old hag’s cackle. To whiten my hair, a scream of fright. A blast of wind to fan my hate. A thunderbolt, to mix it well. Now, begin thy magic spell.”