Blue jeans, white shirt Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like, James Dean, for sure You're so fresh to death and sick as cancer But you fit me better than my favourite sweater!
Lana del Rey - Blue jeans
A comission for my dear friend
Size: A4 Medium: 0,3 mechanical pencil + traditional&digital coloration Mood: I'll never ever draw a motorbike again, pain in the ass!
So I thought long and hard about an eloquent way to comment this work of perfection and I finally settled on an expression that might transcribe all my utterly delighted (and kinda turned on) feelings in the most appropriate fashion:
I fear you broke me. T_T There's that thing I have for heavy motorbikes, not to mention for that fucker in his tight jeans and that shit-eating grin right in front of it. That look. Dat hair. It's exactly one thing: not fair.
Like I said, I hatelove you. A lot. Get in my arms.
That looks amazing. I love his hair, the sly smile on his face, the clothes, the way he sits there like he owns the place. His badass clothes, those shoes, that pose that says he owns the place. That bike looks amazing. I bet it was pretty hard to draw like that. I love this picture!