Here's what I normally try to present to the world. (And, no, for the love of Pete, I am not wearing blush or lipstick or white clown paint. Okay, maybe a leetle bit of white clown paint..)
Here's the underbelly, cataracts included at no extra charge.
I'm even throwing in a Cuckoo Bird and her mama for free.
How fair is it that your eyes can match that gorgeous light fixture? Robin's egg? ReALLY? How can you have robin's egg eyes?
ReplyDeletePS. I never knew you had your ears pierced. That is weird. (Not that you have your ears pierced but that I never noticed.)
I painted my eyes with some of the leftover dining room paint. (What a poseur.)
ReplyDeleteAlso, the earrings are Anna's fault.
I pierced my ears when I was 18 (WHY?) and only ever wore the tiniest of earrings. I haven't put earrings in my ears since our wedding day, but then Anna gave me a pair of gray, pearly earrings in our family's Christmas bag, and now I think I'm hooked. (Ha, ha. No pun intended.) I only own three pairs of earrings, though, and I forget to wear them most Sundays.
Aren't you glad you know my earlobe history now?