The Lost Plum…

I know I’ve twittered about this many many times.

But putting makeup on in public makes me physically ill to watch. It’s gross. Straight up.

If you don’t feel comfortable being out without makeup on, then how come you feel ok withOUT wearing it all the way to the subway, or bus stop, or restaurant?

I don’t want to see your eyes flutter as you gob on mascara and I really don’t want to see your nasty ass gross compact sponge.

This one is the worse: the compact sponge! It’s full of nasty ass germs and grossly discoloured. Maybe I’m judging cause I don’t wear foundation, but I’m sorry this is gross. And when you do it in a restaurant or next to your friends or date on the train. I want to throw up all over your half made up face!

FYI: Make up is about the illusion. Make it one. Do it in private.

I figured out why my blog posts for the last week haven’t been posting/showing up.

FYI… I can be such a tard sometimes.

So rather then post them all up I’m being a fat lazy ass and we’ll start over tomorrow/today/next week, and just pretend like that gap doesn’t exists.

Stairs should come equipped with taser’s on them.

This way if someone stops mid stair and halts the movement of all those behind them they get a shock on their feet. These will remind them that stairs are meant for moving.

When you stop for some idiotic reason like to check your phone, then you weren’t ready to take the stairs in the first place…. therefore don’t. Do your business then take the stairs, we got places to be people!

All boys no matter how clean they might be should own a dishwasher.

When you dress yourself up to impress you need to redo the polish on your nasty long toenails….just saying. Cause when your peep toe shoes look like their own personal genocide, no one finds it attractive.