Just picture this:
I wake up to some noise coming from our living room. I peak around the doorway and I see you.
You’re sitting on the couch in our house with your headset on and engrossed in your video game. I think it’s COD or something. You’re so into it that you’re yelling and getting frustrated.
I laugh a little to myself and I decide it’s probably a good idea to get ready for the day. So I take a quick shower, blow dry and brush my hair, brush my teeth, and I put on my make up. It’s flawless. I’ve been making it a point to put on make up everyday for a few weeks now so I know what I’m doing. My eyeliner is perfectly applied so it accentuates my eyes and brings out the greenish-grey color in them, but is also somewhat subtle so I don’t obviously look overdone. My lashes are thick, my cheeks are contoured so my face looks a little thinner. I put on a cute body-tight dress. I’ve been thin enough the last few months to wear something like that and for it to look flawless. I look at myself in the mirror and decide I look pretty good. I actually feel really confident today, but I can still hear you yelling at your game and I want to give you a little more time before I disrupt you. So I make the bed and pick up the couple of clothing items on the floor. The hamper isn’t quite full enough for me to start a load yet. I glance at the clock on your nightstand and I see that all that only took me about an hour. Looking for something to do, I decide to straighten my hair. I’ve gotten pretty good at that the last few months too, and it only takes about 20 minutes. I then paint my nails and scroll through reddit while I wait for them to dry.