Here’s a scary glimpse into what it is like to be me.
Pictured below is: well, me. But not JUST ME. Erm, I mean, it’s only me alone in the picture… I’m not that nuts as to think there’s a ghost or invisible friend posing with me, and/or you’re not having vision problems caused by a rare disease that edits people out of photographs, whoa freaky deaky.
But, so basically, this is a picture of: me with full makeup and hair in the process of being set with hot rollers. (Men: hot rollers are kinda like hot wheels but the lady version. They’re a fun toy that makes us pretty.) You’ll notice, I look super cute, but in a casual, I-just-woke-up-like-this-Beyoncé kind of way… if you’re wondering why I am showing this please read.