I don’t know about you, but the reality staring back at me in the morning mirror is not always a pretty site. Bob, bless his heart, thinks I look great rumpled and without any makeup, so there you have it, folks—love truly is blind. But a little hair gel and face paint after the morning shower and before heading out the door to work does wonders to make a girl feel slightly more alive.
That, and a little caffeine, I suppose. Continue reading “To paint, or not to paint”