Is this me? Literally I’m wondering if the artist knows me. My initial thought seeing this painting for the following reasons: the banter knots, love of gold jewelry, love of Whitney Houston, the joint she’s holding, the halo symbolizing divinity, how my cat Jagger saw herself and how I treated men, especially the white men who were obsessed with me. Lewis Dvorkin is legitimately the only man I ever treated right. Makes senses. Also her skin tone is how dark I aim to be every beach season. Like…have you ever come across yourself in art? Via: CateCismo_
