i booked the hotel. the car is reserved. the tickets are brought. things are falling into place.
i need to start my packing list. i need to plot out all i need for this trip and start packing.
i am so ready for this trip, to be away from fucking work for 7 whole days, in a row. that will be so nice.
i need to make of list of things i need to do, the waxing/bleaching/shaving/cutting that is all gender affirming care!
Mom made my shirt. the material is small squares of various shades of pink plaids. i told her this was the shirt i was going to wear to the bar when i hit it with Nicole and Colt.
it’s done. it’s so more county looking then i thought it was going to be.
i can’t go goth in this shirt. i was almost wanting to chuck it and then i remember “not county but cunty.”
i have tried to look up Chappell Roan makeup looks and, i’m not made for this.
back to some bad ideas and throwing eye shadow on my face.
