Thursday, January 31, 2008
Snake skin
Last weekend I went to the retirement party of my BF's father. I was clear that we were to dress up and look our best, so I did something I hadn't done in more than a year... I got dressed up, put on makeup AND curled my hair! I was so uncomfortable, it was nearly unbearable. I felt like I was someone else; as if I were wearing an Edgar suit, and I wanted nothing more than to go home, get back in to my regular clothes, wash my face and scrub the mousse out of my hair. It's been 5 days and even with multiple scrubbings, I can still smell the hairspray. I've become quite sensitive to scents in the last 4 years and regular personal products and perfumes are my constant nemesis. I felt like a snake ready to shed it's skin and just needed a good sharp rock to scrub off the bad layers. Instead, I had a nice big glass of wine to take the edge off and tried to enjoy myself for the next 4 hours.
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