I Would Just Like to Say...

It's so funny when I dress up, put on make-up, the whole shebang.  People are so floored.  I find it hilarious.  No one expects it of me to look "glamorous."  

Mom always puts my make-up on, mainly because she's awesome at it but also because I don't have a clue how to put it on.  And she always starts in with, "Oh, Daron!  Just look at your eyes!!  See, if you would just put a little make-up on..."  Boo!  I don't want to mess with it.  Another thing to take up time in the morning while getting ready.  Not worth it.  I hate wearing it.  Too much to worry about.  

As I've gotten older, I don't mind as much getting a little dressed up.  Doing Variety Show is almost like Halloween for me.  I get to be someone completely different than normal, just by fixing my hair, painting my face, and putting on a dress.  And I love singing on stage.  It's just fun.  

Today I was thinking about when (if ever) I would begin wearing make-up on a regular basis.  I don't know if it will happen.  I, of course, don't ever see it happening.  I do know that things change, and there's that possibility that someday I will wake up with the desire to wear make-up.  There is also a possibility that it will never happen.  I don't really care.  If it happens, it happens.  Right now, I am washing this junk off my face.  And gladly.

And that's the conclusion to my blog about make-up.  Cue Mom telling me I should wear it...