Makeup artist in the making
The strangest thing happened to me at the mall today. I'm looking at high heels, and this lady taps me on the shoulder. Very tall, grey hair, actually pretty for an older woman. She leans in real close, a little too close if you ask me, and says "Pardon me for being intrusive, but I simply MUST know who does your makeup!". She may have been British, because the way she pronounced everything was so articulate. "Oh, I do my own makeup" I replied, and she shot me this rude little look. "I'll pay you, if that helps. It's just so hard finding a good makeup artist around here". Can you believe that? It took me ten minutes convincing a complete stranger that I do my own eyeshadow. Apperantly I have the skills of a pro! lol.
For some random reason I decided to take a bubble bath last night, which is odd because I haven't had a bubble bath since I was..oh, 10 maybe? But my body was sore from the gym, and it sounded like a good idea. I left the door to my bathroom open so that I could hear my tv, and all of the sudden my cat walks in. She had this puzzled look, like she was trying to figure out what the hell I was doing in there. Long story short, curiousity got the best of her and she lept up and fell in the tub. Cats are hilarious. She fell asleep on the floor right after that. Every now and then she would stand up on her hind legs and reach as far as she could to swat at my hair. (I had it tied up loosely, and some curls were hanging down. Which she loves to attack)
I'm tired. I can't believe it's already March! Oi.
For some random reason I decided to take a bubble bath last night, which is odd because I haven't had a bubble bath since I was..oh, 10 maybe? But my body was sore from the gym, and it sounded like a good idea. I left the door to my bathroom open so that I could hear my tv, and all of the sudden my cat walks in. She had this puzzled look, like she was trying to figure out what the hell I was doing in there. Long story short, curiousity got the best of her and she lept up and fell in the tub. Cats are hilarious. She fell asleep on the floor right after that. Every now and then she would stand up on her hind legs and reach as far as she could to swat at my hair. (I had it tied up loosely, and some curls were hanging down. Which she loves to attack)
I'm tired. I can't believe it's already March! Oi.