Real

I like real. I hate fake.

Flaws in people are, more often than not, my favourite bits of them. They wouldn't agree, obviously, but that's okay. Everyone is in a different place on the road to self-acceptance. I missed the bus completely, I think! ;)

And yet, I have ALL this make-up. (This is only one side of a hexagonal twirly cabinet thingymabob. It's only a selection of my collection!) In reality, I only really use a small percentage of it...the same old stuff, pretty much.

Most days I am free of the slap, as I 'work' from home and so it's really only the postie who is exposed to the real me! Odd then, that I feel more like the 'real' me with a bit of mascara and lip gloss.

Women are a mystery. Even to themselves ;)