Since it's been a bit difficult for me to get things around, some things have had to slide. So I've been taking inspiration from Frida Kahlo:
and seeing what happens when I stop waxing for a month. When I see myself in the mirror, my upper lip now has a GRAY cast. I don't think it shows in this photo:
Not a good look for me... I'm not 1/10 as cool as Frida. So I better get Hubby to set out my kit, because I'm not awesome enough to pull off this look.
It is odd how we, as women, often can't let allow ourselves out of the house in a natural state. People don't see me unwaxed, unplucked, unshaved, barefaced. Is the problem with my own lack of confidence, or that I'm part and parcel with the beauty industry machine?
I'll ponder that more another day... maybe. Now, I'm more concerned with "what's on the inside":
What, you thought I meant my soul? I'm more concerned with my "sole" at the moment. (That danged defective "Dad pun-gene" rearing it's ugly head again!)
FYI: I was doing this entire blog from my Android phone, snatching moments out of my busy life for quick photos. But I hate auto-correct with a purple passion, so now I'm using the computer for most of the work. I am still using my phone for the photos, though. My photo sizes may be erratic, and the quality isn't stellar. I am not a professional blogger, and do not have time for lots of scenic poses with a great camera. I don't even own a great camera! However, I DO appreciate your continued feedback, even in the absence of photographic artistry.
DJ/Radio Producer-turned-Lawyer attempts to dress like a grown-up. Sometimes I comically fail. And I occasionally post fun stuff, like music videos, book-club reviews, or photos of beauty or oddity.