From now on when I can’t do something, that will be my answer. No explanations. Just a simple, “unable.” I would give examples, but I don’t want to alarm the people who are asking me to do things I fear I can’t do.
I passed this store yesterday. I think it said “make-up for professionals” or “professional makeup,” I forget. In any case, it’s a Makeup Forever store and it reminded I have to start seriously thinking about what I look like. I’m going to be getting up in front of people again and again to give talks, readings, etc., and I’ll be miserable if I don’t feel pretty.
I need to pick outfits, schedule a facial, a pedicure—no one will see my feet, but it will put a necessary spring in my step. And maybe I should stop by this place? We better not have this conversation though:
Me: Make me pretty, please.