Worrying about the little things.

I know how much makeup God wants ladies to wear.

I know, pretty special right? I should really get some PR buzz out of this one. Actually, I didn't come to the planet with that knowledge. I arrived with the ability to throw Frisbee with either hand and a unibrow that just won't quit, but the makeup tip is something I learned fairly recently.

A friend told me actually. She's one of those smart, sassy southern grandmothers who just says what's on her heart, all the time. And she did at dinner...