Fast, hasty, confused: scribbled and smeared, dripping and damp. One can nearly smell the strong scent of fresh paint, hear the last brush strokes being done, feel the vibrant atmosphere of the ups and downs of a life on the fast lane. Both in content and style, there is a raw energy, a lust for life: The glamour of today’s wonder women from Vogue and Harper's Bazaar collide with large brushstrokes and the aggressiveness of abstract expressionism. This authenticity makes the difference between a girl who tries to make up her hair like she just got out of bed, and the one who really just woke up after a night jam-packed with adventures to the tune of her favorite song: 'Bout the baddest girl I ever seen. Straight up outta Magazine.