I'm going to beauty school starting in August! I am going to become an <em>esthetician</em>, which means that I can practice laser hair removal, waxing (hello, Brazilian Bikini), and give facials (haha, I know what you're thinking), in addition to applying make-up.
I guess after years of resistance I am destined to become another protégé of Fran Drescher. I'm working on the widow's peak and the grating voice.
The school that I am going to is awesome, every classroom looks like a miniature spa; and instead of being sent to Staples to shop for school supplies, I get to buy them at Sephora, and M.A.C.!
I have to wear an all white outfit every day to class. I guess they think this makes the students look more proffesional. This kind of bites because I am soooooo bad at keeping clothes clean. I thought it would be funny if I showed up in a white tube top and mini-skirt and little white heels (think '90's Barbie doll outfit). I believe my teachers expect me to wear scrubs, not a hoe-y tennis outfit, but they didn't specify.
Also, here is a comepletely random picture of my pet chinchilla and I. My chinchilla's name is Sid Vicious. I thought she was a boy when I got her. Oops. I still have a soft spot for Sid from the Sex Pistols; if he was alive I would totally become a groupie.
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