There's something about shopping at the mall too much that genuinely scares me. So many people shop at the mall. Which also means, so many people shop at about the same three of four stores. We could also all own a lot of the same clothes. What if we all start to look alike? I'm not angry at that thought, or even annoyed. I'm scared. I'm frightened that everyone might look the same. I'm sure I'm overreacting but it's one of those thoughts that keeps coming back and you don't know why because it SHOULD mean nothing to you yet it's there all the time, lurking in the back of your mind every time you see kids your age or hear your friends talk about going shopping. I used to have a nice thrift store by my house but it closed down out of nowhere. I'm thinking the mob was involved. I did not say the store name so there will be no mob tracking me down to catch me!
The past couple of nights I've been dreaming about blush. I really want blush, but i wasn't quite aware I wanted it THAT bad. If it's bad enough to have dreams about it, you know it's some serious shit.
Something good, besides me no longer looking like a hot mess, has come from me re-dying my roots! I had this pale-pink with glitter nail polish on my nails. Coloring my hair also meant coloring my nail polish. You'd think they would turn purple, but they didn't! They have a baby blue color on them, and in some spots pink shows through a little. You can also see the sparkles perfectly! It's so cute. I feel like a snow princess on one hand. I've already tried taking a bunch of pictures of my hand in different poses with different types of flash (I'm too lazy to change rooms for a variety of lighting) and none of them do my snow princess hand any justice. So, I'll leave it to your imagination.
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