I'm not the most attractive person in the world. I can accept that. But I usually feel like I look halfway decent when I leave the house to go to work. And then, two hours later, I see myself in the bathroom mirror (click to experience the full horror)...
... and I think, (a) did I look like this when I left the house? and (b) if so, why do I bother? Why don't I sleep an extra hour or so and just skip all of this? And you know what? You can't even see my poorly-painted toenails here. We're talking top-to-bottom, full force glamour here, baby.
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