i got all glammed up at work yesterday for shits and giggles. i felt like a superstar. and i kept saying "DARKER! DARKER!!!" to the makeup artist for my eyes. she obliged cause how can you say no to me? and really, what did she care? she wasn't walking around the office all day looking like a racoon.
ladies and gentleman... there is such a thing as too dark. welcome to the over the top, beyond smokey (what the hell IS beyond smokey anyway?) eye.
shutup. i know you can't see it well. it's terrible bathroom lighting, with a freaking camera phone. what do you want from me people?!?!? real portraits? well i might have done a photo shoot that day for fun. and you might see some of the pics, if they're hot enough. then again, it's still my face, just with a ridiculous amount of makeup and really pretty hair.
it was fun though. and what did i learn? i learned that if i really was a model, i'd be a bitch. at least for a little while until i got my ego in check. cause yesterday? i was totally in love with myself. i was all up in my own shit. it's a good thing i'm not famous (yet) cause i'd totally go hollywood on all of you.