One of My Moto's

Always leave the house looking at least half way decent.

It wasn’t until I ran into one of my fave rock stars looking a hot mess that I realized how important this moto is. Per normal, when I got home that day I went straight up to my room and got into my night clothes. At the time my night attire consists of a Les Paul shirt (that my ex boyfriend lost to me ;)) and some gray Winnie the Pooh shorts (that my mom gave me for Christmas as a joke). I’d had a case of the breakouts and put some acne medication on a couple spots and headed down to the couch to watch some tv.

I’d just had back surgery and the bandages I’d got were uncomfortable. It was around 10 when I decided I could take no more. I called my mom and told her I was in an uncomfortable state and was thinking about running to the CVS for some different bandages. She suggested I wait till the morning (she worries) but I went against my mom’s suggestion.

I get up, don’t even care to change, and head out to CVS. I go straight back, scan the choices, pick up a box of bandages and head to the check out. As I’m walking to the check out said rock star walks in CVS. Of course I have to chat with him, so we continue on a quick back and forth of casualties. All I can keep thinking is “oh damn I am not wearing a bra I look like shit this is so embarrassing”. After I check out I go to my car and look in the mirror. The acne medication I’d put on my face had dried to whiteness! I was mortified. I called my mom and told her she was right, I should of waited till the next day.

So, you see you should never leave the house without looking at least half way decent, because you never know who you’re going to run in to.

On a related not, I don’t even care today. I didn’t dry my hair and it’s up so, in my mind I look like shit. I was just so tired this morning. BUT bathroom girl said I look pretty today.