When the sun dips low and the disco ball takes over, the outlaw queen claims her throne—a stock tank in the middle of nowhere, everywhere. Pink chickens wander in like they heard the beat, and bubbles rise as the sky turns to sherbet. This is happy hour on her terms: wild, weird, and wonderfully unbothered.

30×40, acrylic, please allow 2 weeks for shipping

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