"see a female colossus"...

few people know that the hubs is a fantastic artist. his subjects of choice are gorgeous ladies…like classic pin-up meets comic book meets femme fatales. when he’s not playing video games in the evenings, after we've put the monkey to bed, he’s drawing away. now, i know what some of you are probably thinking…’half naked ladies? video games?’ yep, that’s right, that’s how he rolls. & he’s home at night enjoying these past times, not out collecting stripper glitter on his clothes or getting sauced at a local bar. & so, dear readers, i am totally cool with this. (i mean, i’m either writing or involved with some reality show nonsense anyways, so this works for us.)

his pictures are always beautiful (i’m totally biased, but seriously!) but i often wonder…hmm, who are these girls? he says that they’re basically the same girl, just in different settings. & i love to creep up behind him & say “is that me? i look great!” & like any good hubs, he’ll say “it IS you.” (aww, such a sweet little liar.)

now, i would be totally lying if i said that i wasn’t just the teensiest jealous of these mademoiselles. i want to be a super vixen too. little did i know that all i had to do was ask. awesome, yes! i’m gonna be immortalized…omg, is this a good thing?! how would he see me? he’s amazing at what he does, but would i look like myself? & the even bigger question…who would i be? you see, i had never really thought about it until i asked, “can you make me into a super cool chick?” & he said “yes. whoever you want?”

do i want to be a superhero? i’ve always loved wonder woman! who doesn’t want to be her? (hell, i would settle for linda carter!) you know, i had wonder woman underoos when i was little…i think there’s a picture floating around somewhere. but, back to the story at hand…oh yea, who do i want to be? do i want to wield weapons, sport garters…lay on a (faux) tiger skin rug? & then like a freaking thunder bolt, it hit me!

there’s this story of a woman totally relateable to me in the real world (minus the shiesty husband & alien interaction)…misunderstood, drinker, a little on the crazy side…people have a tendency to be scared of her; well, when she’s 50 feet tall, that is. YES! my brain automatically went to nancy archer & ‘attack of the 50 ft woman.’

i wondered if this was feasible. could i pose for a picture & then the hubs would turn me into this iconic image with pen & tablet?

let me just say, i was really nervous, but the final result took my breath away. yay, i was so excited. excited enough to share. so without further ado…attack of the 50 ft ash. 

yea, you better run little people!