Everything I draw ends up wearing a bow-tie

fun fact; as a child I coveted boxes and this one time we got a few huge ones for some reason and my older sister got the biggest and I got this sort of funny narrow one but I could fit in it just fine at the start so I called it my ‘stable’ (because I was super into donkeys and shit) and we had them in our bedroom for absolutely ages as dens and it was great

anyway we kept growing (as childers tend to do), but we loved the boxes and refused to get rid of them and I kept getting into mine somehow in increasingly bizarre configurations I mean I remember basically being slotted into this damned box on my back with my left leg sticking out the top and the rest of my body and limbs flumped in the bottom like some weird noodle snake I USED TO FALL ASLEEP IN THERE I DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW but I also remember it being super comfy and relaxing-????

but yeah people asking me why I like/am pretty okay at drawing people sleeping or being floopy in super weird ways

that me