Little Sophies Little Lesson

I have been busier than usual, which is quite unusual. On Wednesday I went to a house party, which was nice; I felt as if I were back at highschool. Thursday, I went out to town and drank away my hangover, friday I drank away Wednesday/Thursdays hangover, on Saturday I drank away Wednesday/Thursday/Fridays hangover, and on Sunday I went to a Champagne breakfast. Oh, my poor sweet liver. Here are some photos of said breakfast. Mind the jacket and womb, it was very cold. Oh, and note the champagne in the fourth photo.. Mike (the male in the photo; also the one who bought me that top and dress back from America as seen in previous posts) brought it along so to get drunk off - it was an $100 bottle of champagne. Outrageous.








And on Thursday afternoon Saraid came up from Dunedn for a day, so we went and got sticky photos and sushi.










Last saturday I got a call from a woman I use to do theatre with, Sarah. She asked to meet up for a hot chocolate and a talk at the Chocolate Cafe. So of course I accepted. Got there, and she started talking about this childrens book she has written called Little Sophies Little Lesson. It was adorable. She has sent it to a lot of publishers in New Zealand and Australia, and all have sent it back saying that they will seriously consider it, if it had illustrations. And so she has asked me to illustrate her book. How boss is that! Boy am I excited. She said if she does a book tour, I will have to go; She hates kids.


Anywho, I'd better get the hell outta here. I'm working on a drawing to submit to my art schools gallery next week.




What would you rather? You smelt like a sewer rat, or you looked like a sewer rat? Both being equally as permanent.