simon pony

If you don’t appreciate me when I’m wearing dirty breeches, smelly collared shirts, and muddy boots, you don’t deserve me in my sexy dress and heels.

And you sure as hell don’t deserve me when I’m not wearing anything.

Apparently the annual Draw-a-Centaur-Day was couple of days ago, and I missed it. So to make it up, here’s a quick lunch break doodle of Pony climbing her girlfriend to try to look taller* giving her woman a hug.

*Nice try, Pony, won’t work.


And then Maru failed to keep a straight face for the photo. (Ba dum tsh)

Something silly inspired by the tradition of giving ugly knitted shirts and woolly socks for christmas. And if Maru was going to get stuffed in a centaur-sized shirt, Pony needed to have socks.