Somebody Stop Me

No seriously, please, stop me.

It started a few days ago, and I don't even know what it was, but I ended up deciding it was time to play with makeup again.
Which, if you knew me in person, you would know that's something I don't really do often. It comes and goes, and it normally is in it's "goes" phase more than it's "comes" phase.

But right now?
I'm all about that wing eyeliner.
Except I'm horrible at it. But I've tried! And I (basically) understand how it works.

I bought nail polish. In a lovely mint color and a super bright pink.
I bought mint sneakers (which are adorable).
I bought makeup brushes.

Except, really, it's fine. The shoes were 7$ at Walmart, and the brushes are ELF brand, so the most expensive one was 3$ and I only got three of them. The nail polish was from Dollar Tree.

However.

I also bought tweezers.
And started the process of doing my eye brows.
I have always said that doing my eye brows is pointless - mine are so light, and so uneven, yet totally out of hand, and that it would be too much effort.
But, I bought tweezers, and went to town.
Of course, first outlining where I wanted to sculpt. But without a white pencil, as I don't have one. Instead, I used eyeliner. Then decided to fill them in, cuz why not - I wasn't going anywhere, and eyeliner mostly washes off just fine.

...you'll have a laugh, you really will...

The problem is that it's actually not bad. Considering my brows are normally, well, the color of my hair, and therefore mostly invisible, it certainly adds something, and of course the color is wrong (cuz eye shadow, not eye brow color), but it was a weird moment for me. 

Which I also wore the rest of the evening.

I even emailed my mom a photo (hi, mom!) saying that I was actually quite pleased, in a way.

As was when I decided I wanted bangs. 

Now, I go back and forth with my hair. Sometimes I want it long, sometimes short. Most of the time if I get a hair cut, it's cutting off multiple inches of hair. And by "multiple" I mean upwards of at least 6 or so.

And any time I randomly decide "I want to cut my hair", it tends to be disastrous. I don't think it through, I don't remember what my hair actually does, and I've had some weird hair cuts before.

I've even done it myself before, and oh boy, was that "fun."

Well, it was, but certainly not in a good way - it ended up being a lot shorter than I wanted, simply because I couldn't get it even behind my head! 

But, bangs.

I hate bangs. They always curl funny, as my hair is naturally wavy towards the ends, and so they never match and it's just messy.

I did it anyway.

And then fixed it, after watching Rhomany's latest video, which is about her wigs actually. So, I copied that style, and well, you'll have another laugh.

...also, see about the eyebrows without the extra color.

But you see what I mean.

It certainly didn't turn out right, and this is why I don't do bangs.

I don't hate it, but I don't love it, either. I'll get used to it, and they'll grow out soon enough, and then I'll probably like them more, but why do I do this? 

Who knows. 

Either way, these things are rare. And they're always random. And they tend to, well, have longer lasting effects.

Nail polish comes off. Crazy eyebrows come off.
Hair takes longer to grow back. Or for a color change to fade.

Somebody stop me before I either have no hair, or what I do have is dark purple. Because Pinterest has been tempting me on both accounts. 

~Havok