You guys, I am a terrible liar. I mean, that’s not a bad thing, it’s just the truth. Truth is, I am just really easy to read. I wear every emotion I feel right on my face. So, every situation I’m in, if I feel the slightest bit of embarrassment, or anger, or sadness, or God forbid even the slightest inclination to fib, my face turns bright red.
It’s probably a combination of the fact that I’m crazy pale so the slightest change in skin tone is noticeable, or the fact that my conscience weighs heavily on me and it just shows all over the place.
I have no idea. Regardless, I hardly need to wear blush on my cheeks, because nature does it for me.
But that’s neither here nor there.
I wore this outfit yesterday and I loved the combination of the pink and red (two of my fave colors), but then I wondered if I was looking too “Valentine’s-Day-in-October”.
And then I remembered that I didn’t care. So, pink and red it ’twas.
Happy Wednesday, y’all.