Two things I want to touch on this week.
Eye brows, and eating your feelings.
Caterpillars...if eyes are the window to the soul...shouldn't one make sure the curtains look nice? and if you're unable to...shouldn't you get a professional to handle it for you? I’ve seen some pretty bad ones in my day, including my own at one point. I plucked them so thin you couldn't really see them...and them I plucked one and it ended up being too short. so one was longer than the other and I had to draw in the end bit with eye liner...not proud but moving on. I know mine are not au natural and far from the thick and gorgeous brows going down the cat walk these days, but as long as they suit the face their on I’m good! be kind to your eyebrows ladies.
Hokay...butter-thighs. I have a confession. I pigged out on pizza today and had ice cream yesterday and I feel bloated and guilty for it now, but I wouldn't have traded the way it made me feel at the time for anything. I have the worst job I’ve ever had in my life working at a packaging company standing for 9 hours a day stuffing little hotel shampoo's into boxes as fast as I can. it's not glamorous but it's money. anyhoo, I eat my feelings. I do. it's bad and I shouldn't, but I do. I am a girl who doesn't say "is eating that now going to feel as good as being skinny later?" I want to punch those girls in the throat. of course it's not, but if I don't eat that crispy crunch blizzard now, I’m going to be thinking about that ice cream for an unhealthy amount of time after. if a man can't handle a little extra junk all over the car innuendo I’m going with, then he isn't worth your time!
***[Story that kind of relates...a guy friend of mine a few years ago took a bag of chips away from me so I would stop eating them...uuuh excuse me douche-master but the next time you take food away from me, I’m going to shove it up your nose!!!]***
nom! nom! nom!
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