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Today I'm thankful for make-up - 

it's a shame I don't have a poker face. 


Well....

I was supposed to come up with a headshot of myself for my new gig. 

My photographer is busy. 

I'm busy. 

*****

Back in the day, I modeled a bit. 

How hard can it be to take a selfie? 

(uh oh)

Work was done around 1:15 a.m. 

I grabbed my cell phone camera. 

My lip gloss was smeared during the first ten photos (so I look like Harley Quinn). 

My mascara smeared during half of them. 

I look like a panda in those pics. 

The ones that I could see myself (because I wore glasses) had a lot of glare from the lenses. 

When I got a load of my frizzy hair, I understood why my boss wants me to straighten my hair. 

I straightened my hair.  It's now 3:00 a.m. 

She's right.  It does look better. 

*****

There are some photos that don't look too bad, unless you look in my eyes....

I look exhausted, annoyed and not a lot of fun to be around. 

I think I'll put that one on LinkedIn!! 

The one where I look like the Joker....with red running down my face....

maybe I look more like a vampire who had a little too much to drink....

That picture is going on Facebook. 

On the bright side, all my high school buddies can thank their lucky stars that they didn't grow up to look like me!! 

Sigh - 

At least I don't look like a Geezette. It pays to have a phone with a horrible camera.  The bad pixilation hides the wrinkles.

Maybe I'll pose with my Covid mask so you can see the real reason I'm single. 

I gotta wear the mask.  Don't want to promote irresponsibility so I can appease the fearmongers. 

Let my think about it. 

Love ya lots,


Okay....

please forgive me for being too tired to open my eyes.....

.this is Siegfred in her Covid Mask....

this is possibly the reason people hate me....

Nerds.....

we are just misunderstood. 

Don't hate us because we're smart 

(or smartasses)....

Where Did I Put the Posies?


Hugs,   


S

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