Here's the before picture:
Nothing special...just usual morning blurriness. Hmmmmm, I think my eyes need a little perking up. Those lashes look pretty sparse and there's nothing to bring out the color of my eyes. Here's what I hope my eyes look like once I artfully and skillfully apply some cosmetics:
Looks decent, right? Yeah, in my dreams! Even with false eyelashes, mine still look puny. Look at how pretty and white my eyes are in my dream eye picture; they're so bright. Then reality comes crashing down on me and I have to look in the mirror and see what I actually came out looking like:
The biggest pisser is that I can spend 30 minutes trying to decorate my peepers and they come out looking like I belong in a fun house. But when I'm running late and I slap on everything so fast, I've hardly looked they come out looking lots better. What's up wid dat????? Oh well, I'm a lost cause I guess. Just know that when you're looking into the window of my soul, there's not a freckled, smudged, Satan red person inside - it's just friendly old me. No Satan...just satin panties.