So the other night I slipped and fell on my front steps and smashed the side of my face as you can see. I now look like an utter thug. The photo below was taken 2-3 days after it’s happened. I wish the story behind it was more interesting but unfortunately not.
It’s times like these where I wish I had drag queens as friends as I bet they’d be able to help me cover it with make up so I don’t look like an absolute nutter when I go to work. Also how come in all of my years doing sports like kickboxing and as of late, roller derby have I never invested in any arnica either? I could do with some right about now. Thankfully it looks worse than it feels.