Yeah. We were going for that. Since we don't have many weddings, pretty much everyone old enough in my family is married now! So to spend money on something I'll wear once is silly.
Yay for birthday parties and yay for sleeping in!
Asher smiled to himself at what she'd said. He then ran to the bedroom and slipped on a pair of jeans-- he didn't know why, but the idea of drawing without pants on seemed too weird to him. When he returned, he came fully into the studio and she spoke to him. He asked her, "I'm not entirely sure if you can watch and be drawn at the same time. Besides, I think it'd be nice if it was a surprise. This isn't going to be just a drawing, you know. Another lengthy painting project, to the standard of the pieces I sell." He was a surrealist-fantasy artist for the most part, though his paintings were so exsquisitely deatilled that he made impossible things look totally real. He stepped over to her and said, "Therefore, I need to put you in a pose, and you have to look a little like you're day-dreaming-- you're somewhere very far away." He gently took hold of her, placing her limbs wherever he felt like they should go. And before returning to his easel, he leaned down and kissed her neck affectionately a few times, then going to find himself a pencil.