icymi, i am a huge ian brown fan. and it seems to me that us ian brown fans are a special breed. we're ridiculous in our fervor. disciple-like even. and our ridiculousness sort of matches our hero. i mean the man has a track jacket with his own face on it -- that's what we're dealing with folks -- and you know what? now i do too.
and for those of you who are wondering who in the hell ian brown is. here's a single off his new album. he actually wrote this track for rihanna, but liked it so much he kept it for himself.
woke up with a teeny bit of extra time this morning -- this apparently is what happens when you get out of bed when the alarm goes off -- and decided to "put on a face." I'd say "my face" but those who know me, know that a made up face is far from the usual everyday nerd friday face.
i should also mention that i'm 30 years old, and I finally feel confident putting on makeup. I didn't wear much in high school, and only did ridiculous looks (fake shiny blue eyelashes anyone?) in college. post-college i worked at a place where i biked in to work, wore velcro'd sneakers and sported pigtail buns on a regular basis - no makeup necessary. then post that job I ended up being lazy and then I wasn't sure how to wear it. luckily at age 30 i finally met a bella who taught me a few tricks, all of which take about 5 minutes to do. sadly, i am still usually too lazy, and wake up far too late to spare 5 minutes.
