Okay, I stuck the very tip of my big toe in to the whole idea of changing up my style. Okay, really, I just put on makeup and teased my bangs to within an inch of their life. But still. It felt good, kids. Very, very good. It felt like something I could actually do every day. Well, maybe not every
day, but most days. I also discovered that I need red lipstick. There’s something I never thought I’d say, but it’s true.
Now, tell me what you think. (And yeah, yeah, I know I need to recolor my hair, but it’s hard to spend money on stuff like that when no one in your house is gainfully employed. I don’t really have any excuse for the state of my eyebrows, though. But ignore all that and tell me I’m hawt, okay?)
P.S. There’s another self-portrait over at The Stephford Photos, and if you take a peek at my Flickr photos, you might see a couple more there, too. Vanity, thy name is Steph.
