Gurl PowR!
You're angry enough to drown a kitten. You huff and you puff and you blow out your candles and shut off the music. To try and cheer yourself up a little, you stand in front of your mirror while you put your bottoms back on. In the dim light, you run your finger up the little groove in your hip and up across your warm abs. You touch the tops of your thighs, admiring their subtle angles. Why does Garrett never tell you how hot you are? He just sort of grunts and climbs onboard without ever really seeing you. Maybe it's time for a new man.
Your jeans are definitely too tight today, but that's just because of your period. Despite the rip-tearing stomachache that's now making its way up to your chest, you keep them on because they make your ass look downright tasty. Beauty is a long, arduous process, especially on a day like today when you're so stressed and all you need to do is run down to the nearest bodega for some batteries. But if there's one thing you hate, it's frumpy girls in frumpy outfits thinking it's ok to walk around in public looking totally frumpy. God, some people just need to be shot.
You open up your liquid foundation and spread it evenly over your face, making sure to cover up that evil little zit that you discovered much to you horror in the bathroom mirror this morning. Then you apply your brand-new blush, a bronzy peach that, in your humble opinion, makes your cheekbones totally look like a model's. You decide against the liquid eyeliner and instead go with your trusty old pencil, putting on a little more black than usual to reflect your sour mood. Not like gothic, the-world-is-so-cruel-to me eyeliner, but just enough to let the world know that you do not want to be messed with today. Next comes a thin layer of slightly shimmery eyeshadow and a good solid lipstick to cover up your blood-drained lips. You don't even bother with mascara because your eyelashes are naturally long and curled. You thank God every day for your luscious lashes. Taking in the whole picture, you can't help but feel pleased. You are just really, really hot. Well, come on, it's the truth!
Your face clouds over a little bit, though, when you realize the difficult decision that now awaits you. This is the most strenuous and dreaded part of the day for fashionable women all around the world. Of the dozens of options sitting neatly organized in your closet, you will now be cruelly forced to choose just one pair of shoes to wear for the rest of the day. God, could life GET any more stressful?
Your jeans are definitely too tight today, but that's just because of your period. Despite the rip-tearing stomachache that's now making its way up to your chest, you keep them on because they make your ass look downright tasty. Beauty is a long, arduous process, especially on a day like today when you're so stressed and all you need to do is run down to the nearest bodega for some batteries. But if there's one thing you hate, it's frumpy girls in frumpy outfits thinking it's ok to walk around in public looking totally frumpy. God, some people just need to be shot.
You open up your liquid foundation and spread it evenly over your face, making sure to cover up that evil little zit that you discovered much to you horror in the bathroom mirror this morning. Then you apply your brand-new blush, a bronzy peach that, in your humble opinion, makes your cheekbones totally look like a model's. You decide against the liquid eyeliner and instead go with your trusty old pencil, putting on a little more black than usual to reflect your sour mood. Not like gothic, the-world-is-so-cruel-to me eyeliner, but just enough to let the world know that you do not want to be messed with today. Next comes a thin layer of slightly shimmery eyeshadow and a good solid lipstick to cover up your blood-drained lips. You don't even bother with mascara because your eyelashes are naturally long and curled. You thank God every day for your luscious lashes. Taking in the whole picture, you can't help but feel pleased. You are just really, really hot. Well, come on, it's the truth!
Your face clouds over a little bit, though, when you realize the difficult decision that now awaits you. This is the most strenuous and dreaded part of the day for fashionable women all around the world. Of the dozens of options sitting neatly organized in your closet, you will now be cruelly forced to choose just one pair of shoes to wear for the rest of the day. God, could life GET any more stressful?