HALLOWEEN COSTUME FOR A SCARY NIGHT
Saturday and Sunday have been such a long days for me. I started a new project for the blog and I did few things after weeks that I was postponing them. This situation made me realize that I have some kind of bipolarity. Not really, obviously, but I think that if you meet me once when I am tired and once when I am not you’ll have two different Melissa in front of you. Being tired kill all my enthusiasm and vitality. I can’t make up/wear something nice/go out/talk/hairdo/eat in a normal way. Just a scary entity in large joggers is there, with crazy hairstyle, cave-dweller nails, face like a ghost that drag himself around the house looking for food and bed or sofa in which rest. When I come home late at night my home is vastly transformed in a camp, clothes stacked on the chair in my room, that if she could talk..(I won’t hear her by the way because it’s always buried) and accessories everywhere, that I go into the bathroom swearing against my idea of putting make up on in the morning, I remove it (in a bad way, I know that it’s terrible for my skin), I take out my dog (I love him, but I hate that he always has to pee, and that I realize my dream: eat any kind of junk food lying on my sofa, loving that moment. When I am tired diet/care of my skin (at least removing make up properly!)/of my nails and being in order don’t exist. I simply don’t care, I just wanna enjoy my rest. But, obviously, when I am tired all sorts of thing happen. Save calls me for an important work, my mum need that I take her dog to the vet, in the block there is a blackout for some kind of maintenance work (it happened!), the cat is sick and puke on that famous pile of clothes on the chair. And you watch it, shocked, thinking that tomorrow, when you’ll be fresh and it won’t looks like a tragedy.
PS: In the pics I show you the look for the Halloween party organized by a dear friend. I wore a dress, looks and location to be scary! You have to shudder now, witches are back!