Sometimes, I have a day. You know. One of THOSE days. Where the hours fly past at a whirlwind pace and by the time the dust settles, I can't even believe everything that's happened and that DAMN, this parenting schtick is hard.
Strippers are much prettier than your average life-drawing model. But drawing in a strip club is like playing a hard computer game. It's dark, they move really fast, and sometimes they are upside-down.