baby face

this post should also be named

"when motherly advice backfires."

~~~

"the point to makeup is to look like you don't need any. "

despite the obviously dyed, candy-apple red hair,

i am a huge fan of "bare face."

my morning routine is a low-maintenance

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faves.

{sorry to all for the girl-centric post.

scroll to the bottom for the fun story.}

not only do i enjoy taking no time to get ready

{and more time for a long, scalding shower}

but i love that my face looks like

me.

the downside?

perhaps looking like a little kid?

i guess it wouldn't be a big deal if i didn't

look super young.

i already grapple with teachers when i visit high schools for

work presentations

{"young lady, shouldn't you be in class?"}.

but last night,

i nearly didn't get into a show

with college buddy james because they didn't believe

i was old enough to be admitted!

the bouncer even asked me for a second form

of i.d. and studied it for about 8-thousand

minutes before he finally let me through.

perhaps this will be

awesome when i'm 40-ish?

{for what it's worth,

last night's show was ridiculous.

and

i need to find out what jared leto is doing to get those legs.

seriously.

i mean it.}