I also hate cell phones, but that’s another story for another time.
Well here’s my pictures:
It’s good that my green eyeliner sometimes can be used…usually it just sits in the box of not commonly used make up. I only break it out on special occasions!
Perhaps Carly and I were a bit more dressed up than the average St. Patrick’s reveler, but I don’t give a shit. We like to look pretty/ like prostitutes.
Okay, I know that I wrote before that I wanted bangs, but then nothing ever came of it. I really haven’t had extra money to purchase a haircut with. But this picture tells me something: my forehead is enormous. It takes an awful lot of energy for it to be so large and shiny, so I should give it a little vacation and get some bangs. I think they will look nice, like Patti Boyd or Daisy Lowe.
Tonight we are continuing the Irish festivities with corned beef and cabbage. I shall be bloated for a month.