The Drawn Evolution of Giovanna Battaglia
I’m not one to look back. Mainly because I can’t bare to relive the idea that at some point I had bangs and wore turquoise eye shadow sophomore year of college. How did I have friends with such a look and why didn’t my mother tell me I looked absolutely ridiculous? I guess in my defense, I was obsessed with M.I.A and this look was super in during the New York Indie/Hipster/Why are we dressed in $1 thrift store t-shirt movement, and that was the thing to do back then, in 2010.
On one lazy afternoon as I was working on my tan and sipping on my 3rd Aperol spritz, I was scrolling through past posts of mine on instagram. Totally obsessing over myself yet analyzing every little thing that I’ve done. Scrolling back to 2014 when Sew Sketchy’s instagram launched, I was shocked, SHOCKED, to see the evolution of my drawings. Seeing your own progress in something whether it’s about your fitness journey or the stages of your bangs growing back into a suitable length, is pretty amazing and incredibly entertaining.
Giovanna Battaglia has been a part of this evolution and has played such a big roll in my daily dose of inspiration. I’ve never met her personally but I’d like to think we’re best friends. I got the chance to work with her on her gorgeous T shirt collection which validated all the years that I’ve spent drawing her. I’ve had an infatuation with her ever since I could remember. Between all the leopard prints, sequined looks, and her perfect chignon, I mean helllurr, she is ultimately goals.
For entertainment purposes ONLY, because that’s what we do here, I’ve put in order the first drawing I ever did of her all the way to the most current.
You really need to look at your texts because I told you I was going to be wearing this look today
Last nights Christmas look was inspired by the nutcracker going to fashion week
My shaman told me to add a lesson to this story. And the lesson here is, don’t cut your own hair, and keep doing whatever it is you’re doing because you will never know the hustle until you stop and smell the roses once in a while.
Namaste.