This year, John’s annual Christmas work party was at Teatro Zinzanni, a very fun dinner theater show in San Francisco. Of course, we all got dressed up for the occasion; I wore a 1940’s beaded blouse with shoulder pads, a Mad Men style pencil skirt, crazypainful high heels and a velvet-and-feather hat, things I collected at thrift stores over the years. Even I have to admit I looked ab fab.
See, usually I don’t get out much and if I do, I sometimes forget to wash my hair or put on a clean pair of jeans. Often, I’m wearing the shirt I slept in and I usually forget to look in the mirror and wipe off that toothpaste in the corner of my mouth. So of course, I took a photo to commemorate the occasion. It turned out very well– so well I almost posted it here on my blog, despite my policy of facelessness (which I explained here).
But now, I don’t have to break my rule. My new artist friend and fellow blogger Scott Hamilton, who signs himself “ArtBoy68,” is doing a fascinating portrait project (100 portraits in 20 weeks) which you can see on his blog, 100 Portraits, and he did a portrait of me based on that photo.
And OH MY GOD! It is perfect. You have to go see it! Isn’t that the epitome of The Girl in the Hat, the one who writes strange characters and disturbing stories?
That girl looks terrified, doesn’t she?
I am over-the-top happy.