Sketching Tips: Part IV

Dear Bloggies (It's been a while since I called you that! Isn't annoying?!),

Today I want to share some sketches that I have made in the last couple of days. They were all made on Sunday during church. Shhh! Don't tell! Just kidding, I think everyone in my church of 40 people knows that I am drawing the whole time. 

Enjoy!

Love,

LR 

1. This is a strange series of tiny sketches all arranged together like thumbnails on the computer. I used two colours and a black pen to draw tiny snippets of the objects in the room where our church congregates. For instance I drew the top of the microphone stand, the pages of someone's Bible and a portion of a chair. This was fun and it caused me to look at the room I was in more closely. Usually I would say that there is nothing really interesting to draw in such a space. But with this exercise I was forced to find points of potential visual interest. 

2. Here I was practicing a graphic novel-y look and drawing some scenes from the room. I feel like the purple of the basket is such and artificial colour that it contributes to the comic book nature. I was also going very 2D here. 

3. Here I did a very quick figure sketch of my pastor and his mother. I used a #4 pencil (very soft!). I did a little finger-smudging on the chair, which I slightly regret. My art teacher in elementary school encouraged us to use this technique, but in art school it was frowned upon. I tend to frown upon it these days, because in my eyes it can create an artificial softness which did not come from the pencil itself. The drawing also got smeared because the pencil was so soft. 

I was happy with the mother in this sketch. I sometimes feel like if you don't grasp a figure's position in the first few strokes it is very hard to go back and capture it correctly. 

Sketching Tips: Part II

Dear Friends,

Yesterday I posted some tips for sketching on the fly (scroll down to see those). Today my Travel Writing class went on a field trip to a place called Kline Creek Farms. It is a beautiful farm which has been preserved in true 1890's style. There is a house, an old smithy and sheep. It reminded me of Almanzo Wilder's home from Farmer Boy. I knew I had to do some drawing and as I was sketching I thought of several more tips for becoming a prolific sketcher.

Here are some more of my sketchy thoughts:

1. Always Carry Your Sketchbook: This seems obvious and I apologise it it seems rather simplistic. But the truth is some people don't carry their tools around! Some of the girls from the Travel Writing class asked our professor at the beginning of our field trip if they should take their notebooks or not. I rolled my eyes (inwardly). What a ridiculous question! The professor thought it was pretty silly as well, although he was more gracious. I carry my sketchbook everywhere - the library, the restaurant, the mall, Target etc.

2. Beware of Laziness: Today I knew that I technically wanted to sketch at the farm, but when we actually got there I just felt lazy. I didn't want to take the time to sit down in one spot and record what I was seeing. I felt tired and warm from the sun. I took a couple of half hearted sketches of the smithy, but when they turned out poorly I felt like giving up and wandering around like everyone else. I finally made a compromise. I took photos of some of the things that I thought looked like good drawings and then I wandered away from the group and found a great creek bank. After I was in the quiet I could focus and do a sketch that I actually liked.

3. Develop a Shorthand: This is a tip which I have discovered after years of trial and error drawing nature. Nature can seem very daunting to draw. This was me: "All those leaves! How do I draw every single one?! AHHHH!!! How do I draw all he blades of grass?!" I have discovered that the key is finding shortcuts. Experiment with finding some easy marking patterns which can stand in for certain types of nature. Clumps of "U"s can be leaves. Patches of "I"s can be grass. Stippling can be tiny flowers. Little circles can be pebbles.

4. Don't Draw Every Branch of the Tree: This one sort of echoes the above tip. Sometimes you can get daunted when you draw from life, especially in nature. We think that we have to be ultra true-to-life. This is not a bad thing, but you can definitely take it overboard. When drawing trees, for instance, focus on the trunk and some main branches, but don't burden yourself with thinking that you have to draw every curve of every branch. Sketch the general idea of the tree and go back and adjust it.

I hope these have been helpful, Guys! I hope they don't sound too condescending. May they instead compel you to sketch.

Love,
Lucy Rose

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Some Instagram Drawings

Dear Friends,

Whereas I have been neglecting my blogging duties I have been more prolific on Instagram. For those of you who do not follow me on that particular form of social media I have decided to give you a sample of some of the drawings I have put up recently. Sometimes the stuff I post there and the stuff I post here crosses over, but usually not.

I hope you enjoy these randomly assorting drawings and doodles!

Love,
Lucy Rose

PS
Find me on Instagram here!


1. This is a drawing of Jane Austen that I put on my notebook for my Austen class. It has been getting me lots of compliments from the other Austenians in class. Score.

2. This is a cartoon I drew during the safety and travel course which my college requires for students who study abroad. This is the protocol for being mugged: Just give them your stuff and don't try to take anyone on (Unless you know Krav Maga...)

3. This is a sketch I made in Arkansas with Jo. We were having lunch in a Thai restaurant. I used some sauces from our food to colour it! Except the purple. That was a pen. Jo's brother in law thought my painting with food was the funniest and weirdest thing he had ever seen. "You are very weird, Lucy Rose. I don't think I have ever met anyone quite as odd. But it's a good kind of weird." Thanks, Bo. 

4. I drew this for my Mother at Mother's Day. 

5. This is a lovely landscape I drew while Jo was in the vet's with her dog Pearl. I had a lovely hour to do it in. It reminded me of the olden days in art high school when we would start off each school year by going somewhere out in the country to have plein air drawing for a solid week. It was the greatest. Usually we would grab our paints and pencils in the morning and wander off to draw all day. We would then gather in the evening to show each other our work. I miss that and my friends. 

Texas Obsessions: Ball Moss, Gutters and Beans

Dear Readers,

How are you? Well? Sick? Tired? Ready for Spring? Me too. Don't worry. It'll be here soon.

I have spent the last week here at my grandparent's house in Texas. It has been very relaxing and sweet. I love being with my grandparents. I want to share some of my Texas obsessions. They are things that I think are very specific to Texas, or at least this part of it and they are emblematic of this visit.

1) This is a plant that I have seen in all the trees here in San Marcos. My grandpa says that it is called "Ball Moss" or "Tilandsia recurvata". Apparently it feeds off the air and does no harm to plants, but merely roosts in them and lives. I like them because they have these delicate tendrils sprouting out of them. They are a tangle of light green sprouts which sometimes fall in a clump onto the sidewalk. I think they are lovely and bizarre like aliens. 

2) The next thing that defines this area of Texas for me are the street gutters. I think they are crazy. They are about five feet long and one foot high. Rather than being a grate embedded in the side of the curb it is a big gaping hole. Any small person could slip right down into the hole. I imagine tiny children accidentally slipping through. That also made me think that anything could also crawl out of the holes. Shudder. 

3) The last thing that I now associate with this trip to Texas is beans. Pinto beans to be exact. The first night I was here (it feels like months ago) I ordered a side of pinto beans with chunks of ham. I had just got off the plane and my stomach was still settling. When the beans arrived they turned out to be a tiny bowl with about 10 beans and 1 piece of ham mixed in. It was the measliest bowl of beans ever. When the waiter brought my grandparents full chef's salads and me the tiny bowl of beans I tried to keep a straight face as if to say "I totally meant to only order these three beans in this teeny bowl and nothing else." The three of us laughed about it after the waiter left and they shared some of their salad with me. That incident began my love of beans. On this trip I have eaten them whenever the occasion has arisen. 

Getting Lost in Purgatory

Dear People,

Yesterday I went running and got totally lost.

I told my grandparents that I would be back before dark and I headed out onto the streets of San Marcos. I headed for a series trails about a mile and half away from the house. I found them and looked at the map. I figured that the area called Purgatory Trails could't be that big. I ran on Dante Path for a mile or so before turning onto Beatrice Trail. It started to get dark and I began to get a little worried. We all know what happens to young women who run about on dark trails with no one around.

I started to panic and run faster. I was hoping to meet up with the road again at any turn. I didn't. Paradiso Way kept winding round and round, but I still wasn't finding the road. The sunset was beautiful but I couldn't enjoy it because I knew that my life was in danger. I felt like was on Inferno Lane rather than Paradiso.

Finally, I saw some houses above a rocky ridge. I felt this was my only option to get onto a road that my phone GPS would recognise. I scrambled down from the trail and into a dry creekbed that was overgrown with weeds and thistles. I waded through the brush. On the other side I started to climb the rock face. At the top I found myself in behind the backyards of some mansions. I had to traipse through the tall crabgrass and more thistles to get to the freshly manicured lawns. I crept along the backyard to the driveway. There was a man in his pyjamas taking out the trash. I knew that I would startle him as I snuck up behind him covered in mud in my dark clothes. He did start but I tried to reassure him that I was just a lost runner. HE seemed calmed and I limped off to find the road.

I finally found it. My GPS found me. And I kept running. It was getting darker. Deer began to congregate in the yards of the mansions I was running past. I met an old couple walking together. I ran faster.

Im the end I had to call my grandfather to come and pick me up. I would have had to run along a dark highway with no sidewalks in order to get home. My grandpa was goodnatured about coming to get me.

That was my adventure. I ended up running for about 7 miles, which is a lot for me.

My Grandparents

Dear Friends,

I am staying with my grandparents as I told you yesterday. It has been a sweet time. I have rested more than I have done in what feels like months and months.

We are sitting in armchairs in the living room watching this movie. Their dog, Molly, is sleeping next to me.

I have enjoyed observing my grandparents relationship. My grandmother cannot move around very quickly and she uses a walker everywhere. My grandfather is very thoughtful of her and makes sure that she has all the help she needs.

When we sit in restaurants Grandma silently passes her coffee creamers to Grandpa for him to open them for her. The transaction takes place silently because Grandpa knows what she is asking. He pours them into her cup for her too.

Grandpa clips Grandma's toenails for her every few weeks because she can't stretch to reach them herself.


                         


At night I get to sleep under a quilt that Grandma spent 40 years making. She laid it aside for years at a time and only finished it in the past year or so.

Recent Obsessions

Dear Friends,

I just had a really hard midterm in Seventeenth Century Literature. It is all over now. Sigh.

Today I would like to tell you about some things that I have been obsessed with lately. I have been turning to these things in spare moments and they make me happy. Probably too happy.

Most of them happen to be on my phone.

1. Lumosity

This is a program that is meant to boost your mental processes like Flexibility, Speed, Attention, Problem Solving and Memory. Basically it is a series of games that you can play on your phone. I play them on my phone in the bathroom all the time. I have the free version so I can't unlock all their games, but there is no way I am paying money for this. To conclude, I do not know if I am smarter. I hope so, but I do not care that much. If you ever hang out with me and get worried because I have been in the bathroom for a long time...you will know why.

2. NPR

I have been taking a leaf out of my father's book.

This is his morning ritual:
5:30 AM - Pray
6:00 AM - Make breakfast while listening to NPR
6:30 AM - Wake up Paul Hugh and Isaac
7:10 AM - Walk to school

I have taken to using his routine because of my teacher aid position. I have to be at school at 7:50 AM so it helps to get an early start. NPR has been my companion. I like to stay on top of the news, but do not have a ton of extra reading time. That is why I love the radio. I have an app on my phone or I use the FM radio on my iPod. I always feel a little more confident when I know what's going on in the world.

3. Serial

Like I mentioned, I have been very into radio lately. I came across this program because one of my favourite bloggers mentioned it. It is a gripping show about a real-life murder case. It is hosted my an investigative journalist who actually goes through the process of re-opening a murder case because someone contacted her and thinks the man may have been wrongly convicted. It features actual interviews with suspects and witnesses. It is super well done and extremely fascinating. Check it out!

Thanks for stopping by and reading about the things that are floating my boat lately. I have many more "obsessions" that I will share later on. For now, Good bye!

Lucy Rose

How to Read Hard Texts

My Dear Readers,

I have not been very faithful to you this week. I have been running around trying to get everything done and get enough sleep. You know the drill.

I have recently been complaining of not having enough time to read. There are so many books that we talk about in my various classes which would be so interesting and helpful, but I feel like I never have time to read them! It hit me the other day that while I do not have time to read I apparently have plenty of time to watch Friends on Netflix. How embarrassing is that!

In order to begin to address this and try to retrain myself to read for pleasure I have forbidden myself to watch any television or film until Spring Break in a week. So far, so good. I even did some reading of The Rebel at lunch! It is still slow going, but at least I am trying instead of clicking the "Keep Watching?" button.

My favourite professor has a wonderful method of reading difficult texts. He had us read extremely difficult writings by Aristotle, St. Augustine, Plate, Rousseau, Horace Mann etc. using this method!

Here's how:

1. Read the text over once without stopping to decipher difficult phrases. Just read the words as fluidly as possible. Don't worry about understanding. Note-taking is forbidden. 

2. Go make a sandwich or something and come back in about half an hour. 

3. Read it again. This time read carefully and feel free to take notes. If you need to re-read something that is also allowed. 

By the time you have read it twice, once quickly and once carefully the text will make so much sense.  The problem, of course, is that it takes so much time. But that's your call.

Turtles, Hedgehogs and Personality Quizes

 Dear Blog-Wogs,

Sorry about that. I have a problem  making up terrible nicknames. Ask my dad (or should I say "Dadfred". That is one of his least favourites. Who am I kidding. They are all his least favourites.)

Yesterday Sheldon and I had a fun conversation. I administered an old personality test to him. It was one that I had taken that morning. It only consists of a few questions.

Here's how it goes:

Here's how the test works. The animal represents the characteristics you find attractive in a romantic partner. The colour represents how you view yourself. The phenomenon represents how you view God.

Here were my answers:
Animal: Hedgehog
Reasons: Extremely cute, Shy and bumbling, Frequently present in Czech children's literature

Color: Green
Reasons: Soothing, Forest-y, My Dad's (or should I say "Dadley". Heehee. Sorry, Dad.) favourite.

Natural Phenomenon: Rain
Reasons: Melancholic, Refreshing, Cleansing

Sheldon's Answers:
Animal: Turtle
Reasons: Unusual, Resourceful and Shy, Carries home wherever it goes

Colour: Yellow
Reasons: Happy, Light

Natural Phenomenon: Air Resistance
Reasons: You can't see it but it still is effective.

I laughed a lot to think of our answers. We discussed whether or not these answers actually fit with our personalities. I think that they kinda do! Is Sheldon a hedgehog? Well, he is a little shy and extremely cute. But he is not particularly present in Czech folklore. I am unusual and shy, I guess.

We had fun with this game and Sheldon claimed that this type of personality test is much more palatable to him than multiple choice related ones. He said that he liked the fact that the questions were so open to interpretation and the results are analogical as opposed to placing into pre-set categories. Sheldon is a big opponent to personality quizzes. So is my father actually. To anyone who asks him; "Are you a lion, seal, beaver or golden retriever?" he will reply with something like, "I am an aardvark".

I thought our answers were pretty funny when I pictured myself and Sheldon as a turtle and hedgehog.

Watch Reunion and Picky Jewellery Taste

Dearests,

Yesterday something great happened. I re-found my watch! My grandparents gave me a gift when I graduated and I used it to buy my watch. I shopped a long time on the net until I found the perfect one. I wanted it to be slim and gold coloured or plated. The one I found was created by a Soviet firm called Zarya (Dawn). The company came out of the firm that made watches dedicated to the cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin. The watches were not a big hit in Western countries during the cold war. But they were a big deal in the SSSR. I found mine on Etsy.

I had lost my watch sometime early last fall. It was so sad to me because I loved it so much! Yesterday I went to the Sports Centre front desk to pick up my iPod which I had left there. They were taking it out of what I thought was a freezer (it was a safe) and I saw the watch inside! I was like, "That's mine!!!" They gave it to me. Sweet reunion!

I do not like to wear a lot of jewellery. I can't really wear earrings right now because they make my earlobes itch. I also do not like to have things hanging off of my body. I feel so strange when I have metal things hanging off of my body. I feel unnatural. And I am I also very picky about the style of the pieces.

But I do like to wear a very select number. Usually they are simple, gold coloured or plated and have sentimental value.

Here are some of my favourites:

Obviously my watch is one of them. I love it because it accentuates my slender, pale wrists, of which I am rather vain.

Another piece is one that was given to me by my Grandma Jean. She picked it out of her own collection and gave it to me when she came to visit at Christmastime when I was about 10. I did not wear it much then. I didn't even like it that much at the time, but it turns out that now it perfectly suits my style and I love having a remembrance of my Dad's mother. She was a very cool woman. I think she got it in Egypt.

The last item is from my older brother Patrick. He gave it to me a couple years ago for Christmas. I love to pin it to my emerald-green cardigan or pin it to my collar like a brooch. Thanks Patrick! You really know my taste!

Are you picky about jewellery too? Here are two jewellery designers that I really like. I don't own anything from them, but I love to drool over their stuff. One of them is the sister of a friend of mine!

Hannah Blount

BRVTUS

Goodnight, Friends!

Love,

Me

No Pants. Too Tired. Go to Bed.

Hey Guys.

It is almost 13:00. Oh dear. That is why this post is such a quickie. I do not have anything interesting to say. My only meagre internet offering is a graphic depiction of my outfit today. I enjoyed wearing this and received some compliments. I love how teacher aiding forces me to dress nicer.

In case you are wondering why I have no pants in this picture the simple answer is I was not wearing any. Just Kidding! I get pretty hilarious in the late night. Actually I was wearing pants I just didn't want to draw them. BORING! Who want to see pants?! Not me.

Goodnight fair Interneters.

Lucy Rose

PS
Awesome scarves can be found here.
Similar shoes here. 
Similar sweater here.
Similar pants to the ones I was wearing here.
A really weird and slightly morbid (but kind of awesome) video here.
Cool jacket here.

Happy Birthday to Paul Hugh, Paddington and Moomintroll

Happy Birthday, Paul Hugh!

My little brother turned 19 yesterday. He is my dear friend and brings me so much joy and laughter. He can also be serious and deep. 

In honour of The Hugh this is one of our (my family's) favourite Paul Hugh anecdotes from a time when he was obsessed with a game of pitting characters against each other and asking who would win. 

Paul Hugh: Dad, who would win in a fight Moomintroll or Paddington Bear?

Dad: Sighs. This is the seven-hundredth time Dad has been asked one of these questions in the last several days. Paul Hugh, I don't think they would even get in a fight. They would probably just sit down together to have tea. 

Paul Hugh: What if one of them had rabies?

I love you Paul Hugh!

Goodnight, My Cherubs. 

Love,

Lucy Rose

PS

What do you mean you don't know of the Finnish children's classic Finn Family Moomintroll?! It's like our family's favourite. 

Ke$ha, Cadillac and Hubby

Dear People,

Yesterday I shared a terrible drawing and told you about how we celebrated Sheldon's birthday. Yes, he's feeling 22, Taylor. Thanks for asking. Anyway I asked the assembled guests to recount the stories of their first memories of Sheldon. Being seniors when I am a sophomore, they have known him much longer than I. One of the stories made me laugh a lot. One of Sheldon's friends remembers a Post-It-Note that Sheldon had shown them in the early days of their acquaintanceship. Apparently it was a list of the things that Sheldon did NOT want in a wife.

I need to made some things clear. Sheldon has renounced the practice of making lists about his future spouse. Yes, I am the most likely candidate at this rate, but no, I do not have to match up to a number of preselected traits in order to make it to the next level. He wants it to be very clear that this list was made in jest and at a time of considerably less maturity.

Here is the fateful list:

I am glad that Sheldon no longer adheres to this particular list, because as you can see from this photo I strike out on all of these conditions. 

Goodnight, My Dear Readers.

Love,
LR

About the Teacher Aid

Dearest People of the Net,

Oh Boy.

Words fail.

I am so sorry that I have left you hanging for the past several days. Life on the interwebs must have been dark and sad for you!

Have no fear, I am back. I was just drowning beneath school work. I am still drowning, but I was able to integrate some blogging with some school-work.

Today I created a Power Point presentation for the seventh graders that I am teacher aiding for. The assignment (given to my by the teacher I am aiding) was to create approximately 5 slides telling them basic information about myself.

Enjoy!

Love,
Lucy Rose

Workouts and Helpful Hints

WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS SPORTS BRAS.

Hi Guys,

I just got back from an intense workout with my friend Joanna. We spent about and hour and 15 minutes in the gym. We went all out. We ran, lifted heavy things, jumped up and down and pulled things.

I have decided to give you some wisdom that I have learned since coming to this country and begining to go to public gyms. I used to just work out at home with Jillian Michaels videos (I started with this one) and running in the countryside around our house. I also went to Krav Maga (Remember this post?). None of these places require much self consciousness. At home I would just make all the guys leave the room. Outside the only people who bother you are usually older ladies with dogs. They just glare. At Krav Maga we were all so wiped out and intent on learning how to hurt one another that there was little time to be awkward.

Now I go to a gym which I share with about 2000 other people. It is my school's gyms. It is amazingly well stocked (except that they do not have a punching bag for people to use) and open all the time. But it has taken a while to get comfortable going there regularly. Wheaton is a place that values modesty and it is sometimes hard to be modest when exercising. Also a lot of great big football players go there. Scary!

Anyway, to help you out here are some miscellaneous helpful hints for working out. Enjoy!

Here are some of my favourite sports bras. 

Goodnight, My Dear Friends. 

I will see you again on Monday. 

Happy working out!

Love,

Lucy Rose

Everbody's Shoes

Today I was so tired. During one of my classes I decided to give myself a drawing challenge to make sure that I could stay awake. I drew everyone's shoes. It helped me keep my mind focused. Here's what I drew:

Can you tell which one's are mine? Correct! Mine are the bottom left ones.

Have a good night. I have to get to sleep so I can be ready for Teacher Aiding tomorrow.

LR

Teacher Aid and Teacher Uniform

Hi Guys,

You are relentless! I got MORE requests for my fashion insights. They keep pouring in and I can hardly keep up with all the fan mail.

Today was an important day in the fashion world for me. As I said yesterday I started my Teacher's Aid practicum today. It is crucial to dress right when facing a classroom of strangers (eight graders!) and a school full of professionals (teachers, office staff).

This is what I settled on for this momentous occasion:

All went well. The teacher is kind and easy going. He has a good relationship to the students and they are sweeties. I look forward to the next couple months with them. 

They did ask; "Why are you dressed so formally? Is that a Czech thing?"

Love,

Lucy Rose

Bicuits and To-Do-Lists

Dearest Readers,

Today I ate the last of my BeBe biscuits from home in the Czech Republic. It was sad to watch them disappear so quickly into my belly. Although I have saved them since October, when my dearest friends Barbora, Alena, Petra and Michaela sent them to me for my birthday, I ate them all in the space of 2 days. Oh well.

I think I wanted the comfort of them today. We had no school because of Faculty Development Day. I hate Tuesday, so that was nice. But I still felt disgruntled. I always have such great ambitions for these vacation days, but it is rare that I get everything done.

Let me show you:

I have to go to bed now because I am starting my position as a Teacher's Aid in a middle school Language Arts class tomorrow. 

With love,

Lucy Rose

Doughnuts and Fleshy Things

Hello Friends,

Sorry for bailing on you yesterday. I have been trying to be consistent, but yesterday I got busy with my Improv show and partying afterwards. By partying I mean three of the Wimprov (Women of Wheaton Improv) girls and I drove to Wendy's and then watched Parks and Recreation. At around 11 PM I was falling asleep so I went home. I love to party. 

I started this post yesterday, but finished it today. I read this verse yesterday morning and it reminded me of the things that I have been wrestling with in my relationship with God lately. I drew a doughnut because doughnuts represent my person struggle against my flesh. I LOVE doughnuts. I would do horrible things for a frosted doughnut and coffee. Lately I have been becoming aware of my fleshly desires and how they get in the way of my praying and being with God. I want to be more disciplined in my food choices, sleep habits and work ethic, because I think that they play a role in my receptivity to God and the things that he may be trying to say to me. 

Alright. I am going to go do stuff now. Have a great Saturday! I won't post tomorrow, but I will be back on Monday!

Love,

Lucy Rose 

"Ugly" People and My Outfit

Dear Friends,

I give to you a graphic representation of the outfit I wore today. I have had so many people write to tell me that they wish I would talk more about my fashion choices. So, I thought I would comply. Just kidding. Actually no one asked for this. I just felt like telling you about my outfit because I was especially cute today. And you know you have to cash in on the days when you feel cute because on other days you may feel gross.

Some days I feel like the before version of Toula from My Big Fat Greek Wedding. That is the only film that actually gets the whole "makeover" premise right. So many chick flicks revolve around the premise of a girl, who is kind of plain looking, who undergoes a transformation and becomes stunning. But usually on TV the girl looked great to begin with she just, I don't know...WORE GLASSES! So discriminatory.

Think back. Do ANY of these lovely ladies really look bad to begin with? Really? 

My Big Fat Greek Wedding: Before 

After

A Cinderella Story: Before and After 

Princess Diaries: Before and After 

Miss Congeniality: Before
 Sandra, you look terrible. NOT!

After: This is way better. 

The Devil Wears Prada: Before and After 

No. They look fine. Hollywood has no idea how to do ugly. I know how to do ugly.
Check out the time I turned into a man:

Yes. That is me. I was feeling baggy, slouchy and kinda down that day because Sheldon had just left to be in Italy for 5 months. So I drew on a moustache and pretended to be a man.

This is what I really look like:

Photo from: www.redandwhitekop.com

Have a great day.

Love,
Lucy Rose

(Photos from The Devil Wears Prada, A Cinderella Story, Princess Diaries, Miss Congeniality and My Big Fat Greek Wedding)