Behold, therefore, a slight innovation in stix! That's fifteen-year-old Maisie, Declan's daughter from the stories about Zeppo and friends I sometimes write, and she has a lot on her mind, but what's more important is that she has tiny little breasts. And because of them she is wearing an actual shirt, rather than the triangular ideogram of a shirt I have always drawn before. It's a small difference really, but it feels significant.
An unintended bonus of hollowing out the front of Maisie's shirt to give her a chest is that it also seems to make her hunch over a little. Bad posture goes perfectly with the disgruntled expression and terrible hair in my image of a fifteen-year-old girl. I should have put a volume of Plath in her hand.