That shitty moment when you're watching RuPaul's drag race and realize you will never, ever be Willam. In fact, you would be the shittiest drag queen ever. You sit there and go "I can fucking look like Saint Goddamn Jimmy, but pretty-tastic I'm certainly not."

Experimenting with drawing and then finishing the doodle with some color in GIMP. Practicing laying color down, and sketching.

Attempted to draw self in drag. Wanted to kill self after because it looked so bad. Died inside, cried, watched some RuPaul and fancy drag videos and felt worse, but then ended up laughing too hard at Blurred Bynes to really be sad.

I suck dick at drag. But at least I'm getting better with digital color.

Ish.

(Idle aside, I can never decide if swearing is considered NSFW around here. And even if it is, why the fuck are you on FA at work? Come on now. Unless you work at bad dragon, your goddamn network admin can see that and knows way more about you now than they wanted to.)