I was mentioning to my sister and cousin that I need to condition my face to make-up, what with the fact that the slightest eye shadow irritates my eyes and makes them red for some 2 days.
Baby turned around in his seat inside the cab and objected. He said i should just purchase make-up that won't irritate me, but never should I go walking around with make-up on. He even threatened me that he'd tire of me soon if I started wearing make-up.
And lest anyone thinks he's too narrow-minded to actually think he can dictate what I can do with my face, please... he's not like that. He appreciates when I dress up and all but is genuine in his love for me and how I naturally look. He sometimes even questions why I wear lipstick around him.
And isn't that a deliciously nice thing to have, the freedom to look either good or bad and still be loved?
Because I cringe at the thought of always having to put make-up on, and having to be told by my partner to put make-up on.
Something he was already considering, and something I liked that I got from W@W, is to have a 'dirty ice cream' station at the wedding reception. Only, my Baby wants this thick honey-pinipig ice cream that was served in my niece's first birthday.
That was 2 years ago... in Lipa!