This is a woman I draw to relax. I like how delicate and massive she is. I like to think that she thinks of the delicacy of her shoes and her dog accentuating her largeness in an appealing way. I like to think about her waiting to cross the street. But one of her heels slips through a grate and the suede scrapes up the arc of it like skin on a knee. But probably, this has already happened a lot with these shoes. Probably she's not self conscious about it at all.