1. I like the song “Footloose” and not in the ironic way, rather in the “turn this up, this is my jam way”.
2. I am fanatical about toe nail polish. It bothers me to no end when women wear sandals without toe nail polish. Gross!
3. I hoard hair products like they are going out of style, but hate doing my hair. When the zombie apocalypse happens, I intend to die with great hair. (Note to self: buy more dry shampoo!)
4. I work messy. Stuff everywhere, paint flying, scraps of metal and gemstones scattered everywhere.
5. I tear inspiration pages out of magazines, let them pile up for a year and then go back through them only to forget what I liked about them to begin with.
6. I get giddy when working in a new medium, like I have found the meaning of life each and every time. Then I try a new one and it starts all over again.
7. It weirds me out to have white walls. We have white walls in our house for the first time ever because I thought a blank slate would be inspiring. It is overwhelming instead.
8. I cannot live without hand lotion. I lotion excessively, to the point of compulsion.
9. I love a good cry, any kind of cry but I absolutely detest crying in front of people. In the rare instance that I cry in front of you, pretend like you don’t see it.
10. It feels foreign to refer to myself as an artist. This is a term I think is applied too loosely. I am rather a maker of pretty things who wants to be an artist when she grows up.