Horrible Realization
When I wear no make up and don’t tame my lion’s mane… I look like Dave Pirner from Soul Asylum circa 1996.
Observe:
GROSS.
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… that’s pretty much what I look like, too. Curly, unruly hair, poofy. And the puffy eyes. Always the puffy angry, morning eyes. I hate mornings. In fact, I hate everything in the mornings. After my alarm clock blared yesterday morning, I got out of my nice warm bed and said, “Well, time to get up and hate everything.”
And, no. You’re not Dave Pirner. You have not a mustache or a beard. Win.