I confess: want to instantly look 10 years younger? Stop trying to be a bleached blonde when your natural hair color is almost black and oh yeah, the older you get, the more it ages you. No idea why it took me 32 years to realize that fact, but seriously, after years and years of trying to be a blonde, I finally went back to my real roots and if I do say so myself...I don't think I look a day over 32...and eight months seventeen days and 44 seconds.
I confess: my sister's bachelorette party is coming up. It was initially going to be in Vegas, but my mom and sisters all collectively agreed that they wouldn't go to Vegas if I went also (something about being allergic to having too much fun) however it has since been moved to my house. To which I say...BUAH.HA.ha. Just wait...juuuuuuuuust you wait...
I confess: if you carry a dog like a purse, you deserve a lap dance from Pamela Anderson.
I confess: I do own a tube of red lipstick. No lies, totally being serious. I did however buy it in a halloween makeup kit so basically my "red lipstick is for whores" point has obviously been proven.
I confess: This? It's called "consequences."
I confess: I was totally going to crop the below photo to only show my garden-variety mug but I didn't...
...because that photobomb is too. good. to. be. true.