I Don’t Wanna Say Goodbye…
I'm saying goodbye to a dear & trusted friend. Broken and battered, it has served me well. But with a non functioning zipper, it must cross the frozen bridge of microwave meals. And now I'm on a journey to find the Perfect Lunch Bag. Not too big. Not too small. I have those. It must be Just Right. Just call me Goldibug.
|Before - I was trying to pull my hair forward so you could see its how long it was - but I really like this one step from lunatic look here.|
|After - I can see that I could do a little more work on the under eye area...|