This illustration sums up the memories I had growing up with my little sister. We were inseparable and always up to mischief. If one of us got in trouble, we both would get in trouble and endure the wrath of our parents together. We had and still have each others backs, whether being bullied by a 10 year old, being there for deep & meaningfuls, showing each others immaturity, to sharing stomach stitches from laughing so hard.
I admire my sisters strength, independence and creative eye. She can talk your ear off, break out in random dance and be crazy at times.
I love my best friend, my Sis! This illustration is dedicated to you Lil-Sis! Maria, aka. Miss Spill.
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