I mean, this is kind of a bullshit post. 'Cause honestly, it's not like this "makeup free" thing is an abnormal occurrence the past few weeks.
I've been slacking on that whole "pretty" thing. But usually I'd at least slap a little concealer on the hormonal zits that tend to pop up on my mug this time of the month, but this morning I was in full on fuck it mode. I'm going to yoga at lunch. WHY SHOULD I CARE?
Bentley didn't care. He kissed me goodbye anyway.