Like Father Like Daughter

There is no words to explain my father. Just none.

I’m trying to do this thing where I draw daily. I tag it #daystreak. Well, I had a really good response from my friends on fb who I drew. So yesterday I asked for volunteers and my mom volunteers my dad. Mind you, I’m sitting in Starbucks, I want to give an opportunity to people who want to be drawn and I hadn’t heard anything for about 8 minutes so I went with the first request. I finally finish a little over an hour and this is what I drew.

WHICH, is pretty Hoover Dam accurate.

My mom immediately likes it, she was impressed. (I love my mom, she reads and likes all of my stuff. Boosts my ego.) I’m waiting to hear what my dad thinks and he doesn’t post a comment. Turns out he wants to look younger with bigger eyes. DAD, I GOT YOUR EYES. I probably shouldn’t have tagged the post with #oldman…

Hahaha, I don’t mean to put my dad on blast, I just find it funny because he’s always saying how good he looks?? I don’t know if you guys think that way too, but I guess at least for me, I picture myself better looking than I am in reality. And I read this on someone’s blog that she is a “self-conscious narcissist” (yo, this lady has a way with words, when I find her I’ll link to her blog) and I think that’s a brilliant way to describe my dad and myself. I hope my dad will cut himself some slack because I look like my dad and I want to be cut some slack. 😛

For Me To Remember: Parents are confusing, but I love them. Parent’s habits die hard. I really need to buy a blender.