This is where I go on and on and on about ... whatever. My "design process" is my best guess on what I do all day long. My font crushes are documented for anyone who wants to call the police. Enjoy.Wasted Days & Wasted Nights…
I haven’t been to bed before 11pm for almost a year. Of course i haven’t woken up before 6am in over a year either. So what am I complaining about - will someone tell me to shut my fat mouth and be grateful I’ve got something to even be doing until 11 at night? Geez I exasperate myself!
The conversations that go on in my head are not pretty. Sometimes I reveal these conversations to people and sometimes it goes over well - other times it’s like a nuclear bomb goes off. I told the girl who was blowing my hair out (after a fabulous bleach job) that if my hair was giving her problems, I could “have a talk with it”. Probably too much information for the average person, but somehow I knew she could handle it - and just roll widdit. After crinkling her face up she did just that - proposing that we start a show on TLC where women talk to their hair…
Now that’s what I’m talkin about!!
