She never liked to be seen without her lipstick, even when no one was looking. Her bathroom was a sanctuary—half jewel-box, half greenhouse. She arranged her flowers the way she arranged her life: vibrantly, deliberately, with secrets tucked between the petals.

This painting feels like a glimpse into her world—a bit Matisse on holiday, a bit Grandmillennial revival, all color and contradiction. Sweetness with bite. Nostalgia with nerve.

Now, her vanity is yours to visit.

12x12” sculptural acrylic paint floral on deep edge gallery canvas

Wired and ready to hang

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