Yesterday I had all the blonde highlights taken out of my hair. It's au naturale, baby. And it's brown. Very brown. And I'm ok with it. Very ok.
I have felt this urging lately to simplify my life. There is a lot happening that I can't control so I am going to weed out a few things I can. And for some reason I felt like I should start with my hair.
I was going to reveal the new me so I took one of those self portraits with my phone like I see 50 times a day on facebook, but I just can't bring myself to post it. It's too....iphone self portraity....
I may not have time to keep up with blonde highlights but apparently I do have time to make home-made pore strips.
It's called priorities, people.
I found this site on Pinterest and, well, the next thing I know I am putting a slimy goo all over my face that smelled like a rotting dog carcass. And then I let my daughter rip it off and it hurt so bad I swear I was going toward the light for a minute.
But lemmtellya, my face is as smooth as a babies bum. It smells like one too.
In other news, I found this on my phone last night:
4 comments:
Totally going to try this!!
LOL! I can't wait to see the NEW you!
I must try this!
Seriously!? "...hurt so bad... thought I was going toward the light for a minute..." and yet, you have TWO PEOPLE willing to write a post saying they look forward to putting themselves through that. I gave birth w/o drugs, and NO WAY am I going to rip my face off for the sake of beauty. You all, feel free to look fabulous! I, on the other hand, figure I'm close enough to 40 that in a couple years my vision will be bad enough I won't see how bad I look and so won't care anymore. :-)
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