Last night, for my costume, I put on some make-up to give myself a scarier face. Almost all of it washed off in the shower before I went to bed.
Except the eye-liner.
This morning it is still there, even after going to the gym to exercise. My usual method of removing stubborn make-up, rubbing harder, doesn’t work on the eyes when you aren’t sure how recovered they are from the laser surgery. From a distance, I must say, it brings out my eyes. But when I peer closer, I look like a confused 80’s rock star.
I am not Johnny Depp.