I realized the other day that most of my posts lately have displayed my attempted “fashion illustration” watercolors. This is because I have been practicing like a bat-shit crazy lady to improve my watercolor skills. I just wanted to remind you guys – and myself – where my true passion lies. I love designing. That is what I want to do one day. So, last night I let myself just design. I stopped worrying about how big her butt crack/armpit looked, and just focused on designing kick-ass things. And that’s what this post is about.

I hope you enjoy it. I hope it is refreshing. It certainly felt much more natural to just focus on the clothes.

OxOx, Amy Rebecca

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I really, severely hate the word “clazzy”. Pretentious, prick girls at my school say “clazzy”. Every time they say it, I want to punch them in their clazzy face, like shut that clazzy-ass-mouth of yours, woman.

However, for some reason, when I was trying to figure out what to name this post, the only word that came to my mind was “clazzy”.

So, I got up, ate some oreos dipped in peanut butter to clear my head, and washed that down with almond milk.

But, when I got back to the computer, all I could think of was “clazzy”.

And here we are.

Have a clazzy day, friendz.

OxOx, Amy Rebecca


Surviving High School

I cannot believe that I am almost done with high school.

It came and went so fast.

Yet, I am barely making it out alive.

In fact, if it weren’t for my friends, I might not be making it out at all.

This painting is called “Surviving High School”, and it is for one of my closet friends who has helped me through a lot of…what do you call it…well, bullshit. We survived, though. We survived together.

Thank you, Shelby.

OxOx, Amy Rebecca.


Snow Daze

Where I live (and no, creepers/pedafiles/stalkers, I ain’t gonna tell you where I live…come on, I’m smarter than that), it snows. A lot. So, today, there is snow in my watercolor painting. Cold, biting, melty, slides-down-my-underwear- snow.

Okay, so about the painting. I am pretty happy with it. I have started this new watercolor technique where I wet the paper first, then apply the colors right onto the paper. I’m diggin’ it. I’m diggin’ it muchos. I think it looks nice. What do you all think??? It makes me happy when people comment, soooooo…you should comment. Even if you just leave a creepy winky face or something.

Adios Bitchasoes. Have a good weekend. Use protection. Don’t do drugs. Don’t talk to weird looking people. Don’t eat that 5th cookie. You’re better than that.

OxOx always, Amy Rebecca


The Holiday I Shouldn’t Like

All facts considered, I am exactly the type of person who should hate Valentine’s Day.

I am single.

It seems like all my friends have boyfriends.

I am single.

And, last but not least, I am single.

However, there is something about the holiday of love that I just cannot help but be drawn to. It is the only time of year when you can go around being obnoxiously happy and annoyingly upbeat, and people can’t punch you in the face because…IT’S VALENTINE’S DAY. What can I say? I love to love.

Plus, you can tell people “happy V-day”, meaning “happy vagina day”, but they think you are being normal and wishing them a “happy Valentine’s day”. See what I mean???

I hope your day is filled with awkward hugs and/or high fives.

OxOx, Amy Rebecca


Springtime in Valopia

This dress reflects the aura of springtime in Valopia, a beautiful European town settled on a cliff overlooking a river. Valopia is home to beautiful, goddess-y women and prince-y, chivalrous men. The air here is dewey and fresh, and tastes like white wine. Waterfalls fill the air with the peaceful yet vibrant sount of rushing water, and the locals go about their days as if all is at peace in the world.

Valopia is located right in the heart of…my imagination. Next to my dreams about going to Hogwarts and swimming in chocolate pudding.

This dress is Valopia in clothing form. *Sighhhh*

OxOx, Amy Rebecca