mid-range

mid-range fringe: frustration & lost in between!

not even the slightest brush of mascara

because i only face statutes and books don't value my beauty. hur hurr!

"once you go black, you never go back!"

that's the whole issue about make-up, it's almost an addiction. once you have had a taste of the better, you're almost reluctant to settle for the former.

here i am, always reminding self: NO succumbing to addiction nor temptation!

you won't want your prom night looking like another 'ordinary' you, do you? to feast only on occasion is to bring true appreciation onto surface. so surreal. and that'll suffice.

... am lovin' myself as plain Jane can not?!

just so you know, i have had secret obsession with my eyelids that i blink and wink at myself in front of mirrors thinking the eyes are cute with puffy bags of fats UNTIL i realise my face is too big to emphasise on the eyes. hur hurr hurrr!

in all eventualities, i still fall back into the appreciation of God's handmade-ME... more than blessed to have eyes to see, ears to hear, nose to smell, mouth to taste, and heart to love. contented.

... one of the many self-battling and petty issues in life.