For me, it was in high school. There was a big, burly, tough talking girl who scared the wits out of me. One day, standing outside, I couldn’t help but notice the outlandish makeup job she’d done to her face. It was so horrendous, I couldn’t peel my gaze away. She caught me staring, walked over and literally got in my face.
“What are you looking at?” she growled.
I gulped, feeling sweat break out everywhere. “I like your eyeliner. What kind is it?”
You’d think I had told her she would be the next queen of the world. Her transformation was instant and my life was spared. 🙂
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