Big-eyed, vaguely cartoony girl. Sparkly magic. Some days, you can actually feel yourself going to the dark side as you paint.
This was done entirely to appease my inner teenage girl, who gets surprisingly uppity granted that I'm nearly thirty. And yet, I regret nothing! Nothing!
Except possibly all the tea I drank while painting. This could have been done several hours earlier if I hadn't had to keep running to the bathroom. Anyway, Painter 7, Intuos 2, several gallons of Earl Grey. I actually own that teapot.
