And then, even to my greater horror, I went back and did it again! I wanted different colored clothes and background. I mean I absolutely love to cook, it's one of my favorite things to do. But going to the movies, oh yeah.
So I went back to the website and started playing around with color. I eschewed the idea of tattoos and piercings, decided against the cowboy hat that would match my "way cool" capris and decided I should stop before I added a dog to the mix. They shed you know.
So, here I am. The Simpson version of Candace Salima. Somehow I do not think my mother will be pleased. God either. They worked pretty hard to have me turn out the way I am.
Big sigh . . . oh the horror, when will it end?
Help me, Please!
Okay, wait. I have to ask . . . what do think of the Simpsonized me?
At least I know who to blame: Ali, over at Girl in a Whirl. It's all her fault.