Exactly one year ago was a momentous day. I woke up, saw a crazy, swollen, peeling alien face staring back at me in the mirror, went to the doctor, got a shot in my butt, and spent the day drugged up with vaseline and bags of ice on my face.
Oh, and I suppose I should mention that I graduated from college that evening.
It took 90 minutes of skillful makeup application to salvage my poor face (and the Oscar for best makeup artist goes to me - for my own face!) I still think I looked pretty scary close-up (think of a shedding snake), but somehow managed to get a few decent pictures.
My sister told me I would look back on this day and laugh. One
year later, I'll admit I cracked a smile. Maybe next year I'll finally
laugh, just because something like this would happen to me.
I also told you that you'd be glad I insisted on taking some pictures!
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