Have you ever had one of those days when you don't exactly go the extra mile in getting yourself presentable? You know, you don't bother blow-drying your wrinkly, frizzy hair; you just put on enough make-up to get by; realize your "good" jeans are dirty, so you wear a not-as-cute pair? You think to yourself: "How many people could possibly see me today? Not that many!"
Yes, I had a day like that. Eleven years ago. In my defense, flat-irons were not yet invented--at least, I had never heard of one. And a last-minute invitation turned into those 15 minutes everyone is promised once in their lifetime. A friend recently informed me that my regret in those morning preparation decisions is now captured for the world on YouTube. Enjoy, and try to laugh WITH me, not AT me.