A SELFIE AND SOME JAM

a selfie for no real reason other than i thought it might be fun to try on my new lipstick and channel my inner francesca {minus the nudy part} and show you how i look these days: it's less about eye makeup, less to do with hair, more to do with bushy eyebrows and watering my own grass and thinking it silly that it would be greener on the other side. to hell with the perm i've wanted since grade school. and i quite like it because i've been early to bed, early to rise, working like the devil, and wildly enjoying the everyday with things like cooking dinner for eggboy and having a jam on toast in a silent morning while everyone else sleeps. no primping or wild parties necessary.

is this what being an oldbody is?

happy march, everybody!

-yeh!

this is me.


that's not entirely true.

this is me when i've had time to think about makeup* and spend an embarrassing amount of energy curling my hair. and i'm wearing my new glasses and my current favorite sweater. {part of this event is called convincing mum to let me get a perm and that purchasing these glasses was not an irresponsible idea because look at how happy these material things are making me.}

so in other words, this is me on a really good day conducting a social experiment called "trying to understand how there are people in the world who post photos on the internet of themselves every day without getting sheepish."

*while i have my fashion blogger pants on right now, and since no shame november is right around the corner, i will take this opportunity to tell you that i am newly in love with what is on my lips in the above photo: clinique's almost lipstick in flirty honey. i am obsessed. so go to the mall and buy stuff.

and to balance out this out-of-character bit on hair and makeup, i will now direct you back to my comfort zone of contemporary vocal music: roomful of teeth. their entire album is streaming for the week. listen, it is shocking. 

-yeh!