Either I'm talking French, or I'm talking about my newly spruced up plastic deer. Veni came to me last Thanksgiving when I was visiting my sister. I stopped by the local thrift store, and Veni asked me to come home with me. How could I say no to this plastic face? So I packed her in my purse, after I properly paid of course, and we went for a little joy ride before she went under reconstructive surgery.
After a few coats of Valspar Island Orange, Veni is feeling quite pretty.
Veni's ready for a night out on the town. Don't be surprised if I pull her out of my purse while we are eating sushi or something.