After one week I am going to hit the streets! Actually, I just couldn’t pass up a free lunch at a semi-swank restaurant with really bad early 90’s decor.
I am tickled pink over my non-beaky nose with such flair!
I have caked on tons of concealer under my eyes, but it still looks like warpaint. I hope I can gross someone out at that restaurant with my frankenstein stitch marks.
My mom has taken a habit of calling her jewelry her “bling-bling.” She says it in a really blackified voice. “I gotsta get my bling bling on!” I don’t think she knows I can hear her… 🙂