So the other day, Lish and I painted her entryway at her new apartment. I wanted to attempt stripes, and I think it turned out wonderfully. It's amazing what you can do with a level, tape measure and a rickety chair.
I'd cut this, but no one is on livejournal anymore, so maybe one person might bitch about it. I can deal with that.
Step one: Dress like a homeless runaway.
Get some tape. Try not to be confused about how tape works, Little Lady.
Paint that shit.
Paint that shit again, only with a different color.
A large bosomed, yet butchie endorsement.
Lil' Mama is in awe.
Here's a photo of me not scrunching up mah face.
Good night, kids. I need to go save Anoka.