It just goes to show you can't be too careful
11:17
I didn't wear mascara today. Yes, fascinating I know.
It's not that I didn't intend to wear mascara. Let me make this clear: I ALWAYS INTEND TO WEAR MASCARA. I overslept and in a resourceful time-management decision like the busy important woman I am decided I could carry out the necessary application on the bus. (Yes, I often poke at my eyes with sticks in moving vehicles. It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye etc).
Except I forgot my trusty golden tube of Faux Cils in my rush out the door so spent my day considering how dramatically improved my field of vision was of everything north of my fringe. Sky! Clouds! Light fixtures! Tall people! I never realised mascara my mascara was blinkering me.
It's not that I didn't intend to wear mascara. Let me make this clear: I ALWAYS INTEND TO WEAR MASCARA. I overslept and in a resourceful time-management decision like the busy important woman I am decided I could carry out the necessary application on the bus. (Yes, I often poke at my eyes with sticks in moving vehicles. It's all fun and games until somebody loses an eye etc).
Except I forgot my trusty golden tube of Faux Cils in my rush out the door so spent my day considering how dramatically improved my field of vision was of everything north of my fringe. Sky! Clouds! Light fixtures! Tall people! I never realised mascara my mascara was blinkering me.
In the case of a piano falling towards me from the top of a building or act of God, my mascara addiction could get me squished.
Sobering, ladies. Sobering. Or perhaps I just wear too much mascara?
Sobering, ladies. Sobering. Or perhaps I just wear too much mascara?
Nah. Now I'm being ridiculous.
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