"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
and it may be necessary from time to time
to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye."
-- Miss Piggy
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| Self portrait 3-1-14 |
When I took this self portrait of my newly surger-ized face yesterday, there was hardly any swelling yet.
I looked kind of tough. Scrappy. Like I was looking for a rumble. Like I could maybe kick ass in a street fight.
This morning, however, it's way worse. My eye is almost swollen shut, and I look like I got my ass kicked. More precisely, I look like I got my face kicked. By a mule. Also, it hurts.
At times like this, vanity and beauty go out the window. You simply have to suck it up and accept that you're going to look like shit for a while.
Mostly I've been staying inside and hoping to avoid other people until I'm relatively healed. But I'm going to have to venture out sooner or later. So I guess I'll just put on my big kid panties and my tough guy swag (and some sunglasses), and go with it.
Because this is a disguise I can't wash off.
I'm just gonna have to roll with the punches.
