prom part 2: monster to princess

I look like a monster without makeup on. The supplier of this information (my brother) gets even more specific by saying "the lochness monster." what a sweetheart.

But I transformed for prom. I went to go get some MAC makeup on.

Driving home was weird. I kept looking at myself in the mirror wondering whether I should be pleased with this "fake barbie doll" look or not. I just ended up making faces the whole way home.

Here I go, I'm about to admit that I actually got nervous about prom. My mind kept doing funny things like thinking of possible situations where I'd make myself look like a complete fool. It became a never-ending nervousness cycle.

Here's my mood progression:

nervous, think about it some more, nervous again.

I got over the nervousness, obviously.