Imagine it's 1981. You're an artist in love with art smitten with art history. You're also a woman with almost no mentors to look to art history just isn't that into you. Any woman approaching art history in the early eighties was attempting to enter an almost foreign country a restricted and exclusionary domain that spoke a private language.
I've been married before but I've never had my dream wedding in Vegas. I wanted to do it there because it's casual quick not religious and most of all very romantic.