This pair of mugs stuffed full of paint brushes looks like an inviting twosome. Together they seem to be happy dancers waiting for the music to start. I also like how the windowpane reflects the bristles and how those bristles blend in with the trees in the background.
When no one is looking, I've been known to run an unused paintbrush along my face. This may sound a tad strange to a guy, but for us ladies, it's not unlike applying a little blush along the cheekbones. I don't know about you, but adding that "touch" of color always feels good to me.
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