Two extremely poignant happenings have marked my place in adulthood:
- I finally acquired a taste for black coffee
- I commissioned a piece of art
That’s right, you guys. I’m officially a black coffee drinking art collector. Last week, I was perusing MFMB and nearly expired when I spotted one of Jenny’s masterpieces. I think I experienced the feeling one must experience when one comes across a piece of art that truly moves them. Toasting Marshmallows moved me. But the mother effer was sold. I immediately contacted Jenny and professed my love for her art and she in turn agreed to paint something special for me.
Now I’m waiting anxiously for my painting. How good is her stuff?