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And she said the word, and the word was Pink.

A couple of weeks ago, a friend spilled some strange and fruity beverage on her bathroom kitchen floor. This fact was related to me through a social network and for some reason, started me thinking about how cute it would look to turn that situation into a Pinupish Girl.

 So, have this work in progress. Any resemblance to persons living or pink is fully coincidental.

"Oppsie… I went and turned the world pink, didn't I?"

UPDATE: quoth the culprit in protest "kitchen! it was my kitchen! and just 'cause I shook the smoothie as requested on the package! and just in case you're interested: it was a banana-strawberry-apple-smoothie!" . So kitchen it is. And you know what to avoid if you have no interest in pink.

You may, faithful reader, also have noticed the sparsity of recent posts around here. I have started a new job as a concept guy in January and am being kept nicely busy with that for the last couple of weeks. So in a way, this sketch also marks the end of my In-Shop doodling (I'll miss that huge Wacom I had there…) and spills over into a new era.

Thanks for bearing with me for as long as you have and as usual, more to come.


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