Robyn
Olivia Salvadore looked like a modern-day fertility goddess.
There are some women who just look awkward and uncomfortable when they are pregnant. They waddle, they groan, they complain. But Olivia was so gorgeous and natural, even carrying twins, that I asked her if I could draw her portrait.
She was wearing a flowing pink and orange dress, with a lime-green bandanna holding her wild hair out of her face. She was half-reclined on the white leather couch, with pillows propped behind her so that she could comfortably hold the pose while I sketched. One hand was behind her head, and the other was curved around her beautiful rounded belly.
“What’s it like?” I asked her, feeling a little bit shy. There was something inherently different about Olivia and her husband, Josiah, and
