This is my comely and terribly talented sister, Brooke Storms. I could gush for pages about her skills and humor and nurturing capacity but I think I will just let her art speak for itself. It does pain me that beauty of this magnitude falls wasted on the eyes of apathetic, hemp loving, jam band dancing mountain yokels.
(the rest of my family excluded of course)
(the rest of my family excluded of course)
2 comments:
I dig it....
Thanks Shayla :) You blogged me!!!
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