Beauty School is Serious Business

It must be because this girl at the table across from me at Starbucks was passed out with her book clutched in her hands.

When she woke up she saw that I was sketching her and asked to see it. She seemed flattered and we talked for a few minutes.

She then asked me what art school I was currently in. That made my day. When a barely 20-something asks you the day before your 35th Birthday what school you are going too it doesn't make you feel so bad.