Ever since charlottecooper shared that bizarre quote about women looking in the mirror and seeing a monstrous owl staring back* the other day, I've had this persistent image in my head. The lady and the owl, the owl says wow! This is my first attempt, probably not my last. I see the owl as a blousy, fluffy, irritable, mouse-gobbling fairy godmother; yes, you shall wear slinky lurex glitterball silks in many colours! Just don't come whingeing to me if the prince is too conservative for your tastes... The shoes I'm particularly pleased with; why does no-one print stillettos on the side of wedges? It seemed so obvious when I drew it. Perhaps in this version of the fairy tale, the prince falls for the woman he can swap shoes with.
I think we've all been there...
* "Every woman haunted by obesity knows the agony of looking into a mirror and seeing an owl staring back at her" - Marion Woodman [quoted here]