No rhyme or reason, just some swatches.
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Sinful Colors Forget Now |
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With ridiculous pen |
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Dotticure or Eyeballicure? |
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Boo! Seche Vite is killing me lately. |
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Enchanted Polish Sour Patch Kid |
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L'Oreal Brit Invasion + Girly Bits Shift Happens |
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L'Oreal Brit Invasion |
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Banana |
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Max Factor Fantasy Fire layering |
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Through an instagram filter |
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Black + Sally Hansen Glass Slipper. And a fried egg sammich. |
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Pretending to be a south paw |
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Sally Hansen Freeze. Pretend I cropped this. |
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This looks like a spider |
If you've made it this far, HI! Today is my birthday. I'm tres-dos (totally a real number) years old, if I can even believe it. Mentally, it's more like 15. When I was a tot, I always thought adults were so together, and that they were in control of everything. I don't know about you guys, but I have come to the realization that that couldn't be more FALSE. Half the time I don't know which way is up, and the other half is spent scratching my head squinting at things. And yes, I know those are basically the same things just worded differently. I'm glad to be 32, though. It's an improvement over 31, which is a total non-age. All the 'one' ages are, with the exception of 21.
My brother got me an original Lite Brite. It's so cool. The sound and feel of the punch of those colored plastic pins through construction paper takes me back! Nostalgia!
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