I subscribe to T-shirts and jeans, not necessarily blue though,
as long as the color likes me. At times, I dress up: minimum mileage! You know, a year ago, (time flies!) during my real world exhibition,
the dress code on my invitation card states exotic attire, well, nobody
came in leopard skin or native mode. How disappointing! Jokes aside,
at other times when an occasion requires formal attire, whatever
that means,
I always format, reformat or unformat to adhere! Life is full of regulations.
Is this verbiage enough? Or it makes you even more compulsive to know what
does she really look like? The
of it is: she is plain like ASCII text,
down right boring!
Hey, artist don't stand at the museum front door and wave hi!
Not that I know of anyway. If you really must must see, you can see
her tucked in at least five obscure corners in the museum.
The artist would like to say thanks for being curious.
C U!