Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2020 13:45:42 GMT -5
I'm gonna end up killing myself today...
Nicole was putting the finishing touches on Jeffree's makeup while I walked laps around the hotel room in the sparkly red heels that were pinching my toes together and making my heels scream....but my calves had never looked better. My hair was in rollers and there was more powder under my eyes, nose, and on my forehead than when I used to do coke. I wasn't allowed to wear my dress, until I was finished with makeup, but Nic was going to be pissed when she realized how sweaty I am from walking in these heels...
Would you relax?! It's going to be fine!
Easy for you to say...the last time I was around this many cameras was at Showcase...and that night ended with Jayson inside me...
No law saying he won't end up there again tonight...
He and Nicole cackled and I rolled my eyes, smiling. Jayson and I had barely been apart for a minute since that night in the hotel. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other...
Probably trying to have an entire relationship before he wisens up...
I shook my head...the last thing I needed today was Murder fucking with my head. I sat down in a velvet
covered chair and cracked my neck. Jeffree looked at himself in the mirror and made a kissy face. Nicole stood up straight, stretched, and yawned.
Take a break...this face needs a lot of help...
She chuckled and took a sip of her Starbucks while she sat down in the chair across from me. Jeffree's hair stylist started taking out the curlers and spraying enough hairspray to blow a hole in the Ozone layer, making my curls look effortless...with the most amount of effort I've ever seen...this will be fun to wash out...he started brushing and fluffing my hair while Nicole started on my eyeshadow...using my favorite maroon color from the palette Jeffree and I had created.
Oh! I forgot to ask...how did that meeting go? The OPW one...
Oh...it went fine...basically signed my contract and he told me to prep for Monday...so that will be fun...
Did you talk to him about the letter?
Yeah...he told me it wasn't him or Blair...said he had no clue what I was talking about and that he was a little hurt that I would dare think he would be such a cold hearted bastard to try to kill my kid...I ran with that asshole back in the day...I know what his ass is capable of...
So you're back to square one?
No...I know that whoever sent it is IN OPW...I thought it was maybe Blair and she just won't own up to it, but I saw her backstage at Showcase and some Make A Wish kids wanted to meet her and she INSISTED they stay 6 ft from her...
Because of Covid?
No...because she the last time a kid sneezed around her, she had all the nurse escorts fired and sued Make A Wish for biological assault....and won...
Who sues Make A Wish?!
The same person who refers to her Birkin bag as the Make A Wish foundation...
I can't believe these are the people you want to work for...
I kinda have to if I want to work...
Well this palette is fucking epic, Ophelia...maybe you don't HAVE to work...
I'm a busy body...I gotta have something to do...
Suddenly, there was a heavy knock on the door. One of Jeffree's team opened the door and there were two men standing in the door way. One was a very tall and large black man that looked very stern....the other was shorter than me who was standing with his arms out in what looked like an attempt to look as swole as the black man he was standing next to...
Oh! Yay! Your security is here!
Please tell me its not the swollen mouse?
No they're both your's...This is Lamar and Mohave...
I stood up and walked over to shake the hands of the men. Lamar shook my hand and introduced himself. I then held my hand out to shake with Mohave and he held his hands up.
Sorry...I don't eh...shake hands with people...don't know where dem hands been...
He sounded like Joe Pesci and looked a little like him too. I raised an eyebrow and nodded...
He's a trainee...
I wondered..
Ms. Pain...I uh...just wanna let you know that ehh...I ain't afraid to kill a man...
He hiked his pants up and inhaled sharply...and I turned around and looked at Jeffree...
You DO realize what I do for work right? I fight people for a living...
Professional wrestlers aren't nearly as rabid as the beauty community, Ophelia...
I think I can handle it...2 security guards is a little over kill I think, but I trust you...
Hey...where are Jayson and Tilly?
He took her around to shop since its been months since they spent time alone together...
Without security?
Jeffree...you've seen Jayson...I think he can handle it...
Jeffree shrugged and drained the last of his Red Bull. Nicole stood up and clipped my hair back with soft pins as not to ruin the messy masterpiece currently framing my face...
Alright...buckle in, Miss Pain...I'm about to work magic...
About two hours later, I was standing in front of the mirror looking at someone who couldn't possibly be me.
My long red hair waved down over my black sparkle covered shoulders, my ruby lips were accentuated by a new shiny silver ring that wrapped around my bottom lip, and my pale legs were on display all the way down from thigh to the top of my foot. The rest of my foot was enveloped in the most beautiful red platform stilettos that had ever graced my feet...I felt like Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality...when she walked out of the airplane hanger to Tom Jones' She's a Lady.
Jeffree stepped into my reflection and grabbed my hand...
I know we both like guys, but Ophelia Pain...you look good enough to eat...
We both burst out laughing and he hugged me. I felt his pride in his smile as he looked at me in the mirror. We'd spent almost every day of the better part of the last year together and became closer than I'd ever been to another person...
Well another person other than Jayson, but the love I have for Jeffree is significantly different than the love I had for Jayson. They both have helped me rebuild who I am from almost the ground up and I knew I would probably end up spending the rest of my life repaying them for their help and sacrifices.
The next hour was a blur as we were whisked downstairs to a party bus that was waiting for us in front of the hotel to take us to the Morphe store. Once the bus stopped, we were then whisked into the back of the mall and through the corridoor of hallways until we finally stopped in the decorated back room of the makeup store. Seeing all of the employees clamouring over Jeffree and I, asking for photos and autographs...tell me how much they love the palette and their favorite colors.
Shortly after we arrived, Lamar briefed us on security measures put into place to keep us safe. I found the butterflies in my stomach were fluttering like crazy...I just realized how nervous I was and suddenly found myself wishing that Jayson were here. Jeffree must have sensed my nerves because I felt his cool hand slide into my and a soft smile formed on his face...
Relax...
Oh okay...I'm not sure why I didn't think of that before...
Shh...it will be over before you know it...
I nodded and took a deep steadying breath, signaling Lamar to open the door into what I could best describe as controlled pandemonium. The screams were deafening from a crowd of VERY different people. There were beautiful young women screaming out for Jeffree and I. There were little girls clinging onto their parents screaming in excitment and waving. There were men yelling and chanting "PHEELY PAIN!" and holding signs like it were an OPW show.
We stopped walking when we were centered in front of a large black curtain in front of the store windows.
The smile that spread across my and tears started collecting in the corners of my eyes. Jeffree was still holding my hand and waving with the other, I started waving along with him and the screams threatened to blow the roof off the mall. I was laughing and waving, when suddenly we stopped walking when we were centered in front of a large black curtain in front of the store windows. I heard Jeffree's voice shushing the crowd.
Ladies and gentlemen, my friend Ophelia and I have been working day and night for the last YEAR to make this palette the best that it could possibly be! We have spent hours and hours busting our sweet little asses to make a palette worthy of our namesake! The day has finally come and it is my honor and privelege to present to you..........The Star Power palette!!
The large black curtains fell to the floor and my entrance theme began to blast through the mall, I felt the tears begin. I turned and looked at our faces 6ft tall behind me, my hair fallen to one side of my face, wearing my in ring gear and significantly more makeup than I normally would be wearing during a match, laying on my back on top of Jeffree with one of his long tattooed legs hooked in a mock pin. I remember thinking during the whole photoshoot how silly it felt to be fake wrestling my friend. I remember thinking how there was no way in hell that these pictures would make me look anything other than ridiculous... Jeffree was holding onto a handful of my hair and his face was scrunched up in his ugly pretty war face. The words "STAR POWER" were on the stamped on the mat beneath us. I'd honestly never seen myself look or felt so beautiful in my whole life...
Jeffree's eyes were glossy as well as he watched me break down. He had been through almost everything with me and watched me go from strung out junkie to makeup mogul in 6 short years. He and Jayson spent so many nights cleaning me up off the floor and hugging me through withdrawls, promising me that I would get through all of it. Never giving up hope that I would do better...that I would be better...that I would get to this point. I swiped my tears away and smiled at him. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear how proud he was of me and how amazing my palette was. As I listened to the deafening roar of the crowd...loud enough even that Murder was quiet, I knew that regardless of where my life went from this moment on, I had acheived something great...goosebumps rose on my arms as looked around me.
Even the beauty gurus that I was sure had no idea who I was outside the makeup community mingling with the grown men holding "OPW LOVES OPHELIA!" signs made my heart sing. All of these people, whether they knew my history or not, were cheering for my success...they were cheering for the woman I had become...they were cheering for every late night....every break down...every struggle...every ounce of insecurity I had fought through to get here...
I felt Jeffree tug lightly on my hand back into the store. I gave one final furious wave before we took out places in front of the Meet and Greet backdrop. We spent the next 4 hours taking pictures, signing autographs, laughing, crying, high fiving, hugging thousands and thousands of people...I'm sure if we didn't have Covid before, we definitely have it now...
Fans told me how my rise from the ashes inspired them to get clean...inspired them to go for their dreams of being a vet, a teacher, starting a career in the military, becoming a foster parent...each story gripping my heart and wondering what I had done to deserve every good thing that was in my life presently...I wanted to savor all of it because I knew how quickly it could all go away. My feet were screaming, I was hot and sweaty, and most if not all of my lipstick had worn off from the amount of autographs I had kissed. My throat was raw from laughing and having to yell over the crowd screaming out for us. The whole afternoon was
a time I will cherish for the rest of my life...
Except of course, Mohave jumping in front of every fan that eagerly approached us and frisking them for weapons, offering his unasked for opinion about how over priced makeup was, and loudly comparing all his other jobs to this one on a scale of easy to difficult...Jeffree and I agreed that we would have been just peachy with Lamar and asking Jayson to lend a protective hand next time...
Within no time, Jeffree and I were back at the hotel in our respective suites decompressing from the insanity of the day. I couldnt stop crying...I was so mixed with emotion. Taking off the make up Nicole plastered to my face was proving difficult through the tears...I turned on the shower and let the hot water run for a little while until the bathroom was full of steam.
You really are a mopey bitch you know that...
You know what, Murder? You can't ruin my mood....today was fucking amazing even if you won't admit it.
If it was so amazing, then why are you crying...
You of all people should understand how hard I've worked for this moment...how much I have struggled with who and what I am...
A junkie psycho?
To put it mildly...I've busted my ass for 6 years to be someone that I was proud of...and I've finally reached that moment...
I felt fresh tears spill onto my cheeks and my throat felt thick...Murder seemed to understand that it was time to shut up, because despite how much she hates me, she also loves me...the good feelings are like a drug to her...the serotinin and dopamine that are coursing through my brain right now were enough to allow for an almost silent shower...the warm water cascaded down my body, soothing my aching feet and back. The soft white washcloth felt nice against my face as I tried to delicately scrub the makeup off my face...
Let it never be said that Jeffree and I can't make a fuckin eyeshadow that stays...
And Lipstick Nic is some kind of makeup wizard that makes it impossible to remove the make up from your face when she's done with you!
I heard a soft knock on the bathroom door and was brought out of my sauna-like experience. I poked my head out from the curtain...
Yes?
Can I come in?
Does a bear shit in the woods?
He pushed the door open and looked at me with wide eyes before he started laughing...
What?
His laughter was loud and raucous as he looked at me...
What the hell is so goddamned funny?!
He finally stopped laughing enough to choke out a few words...
Excuse me, Joker, have you seen Ophelia?
I happened to catch a glimpse of my appearance in the mirror behind him and he was right...I did kind of look like a Batman villain...
I flicked water at him and watched it splatter on his gray t-shirt. His laughter stopped and left a small smile on his face...he then began to disrobe and climbed in behind me...
After a very luxurious hour of shower pampering, including Jayson washing my hair, gently exfoliating my whole body with a loufa, and a neck massage as my hair conditoned, he shut off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist. He then grabbed another towel and wrapped it around me, holding me close to his chest. He took a smaller towel and squeezed it around my hair before hooking my legs around his elbow and his other arm cradeling my back. He carried me into through the bedroom of the suite and into the dining room, where there was all manner of pizza deliciousness waiting for me. He set me down on my feet and smiled, planting a light kiss on the tip of my nose.
I know most would expect me to want to skip the pizza and go right into dessert, but I was starving...I wanted to get into my sweats and gorge myself on this epic pizza buffet...I grabbed a slice before heading back into the bedroom to jump into my coziest sweatpants and hoodie. I wrapped my wet hair up into a towel and went back out to sit on Jayson's lap...
He listened to me talk, with my mouth full, about the whole day. He didn't look at me disapprovingly when tears collected in my eyes, he didn't make fun of me for glowing about the number of little girls that were dressed up like me, he laughed when I laughed about the Beautubers who asked me why the palette has a wrestling theme to it.
This was the most perfect day I think I've ever had in my life...if not THE most perfect day, then at LEAST top 3...
I am completely and utterly happy...
Nicole was putting the finishing touches on Jeffree's makeup while I walked laps around the hotel room in the sparkly red heels that were pinching my toes together and making my heels scream....but my calves had never looked better. My hair was in rollers and there was more powder under my eyes, nose, and on my forehead than when I used to do coke. I wasn't allowed to wear my dress, until I was finished with makeup, but Nic was going to be pissed when she realized how sweaty I am from walking in these heels...
Would you relax?! It's going to be fine!
Easy for you to say...the last time I was around this many cameras was at Showcase...and that night ended with Jayson inside me...
No law saying he won't end up there again tonight...
He and Nicole cackled and I rolled my eyes, smiling. Jayson and I had barely been apart for a minute since that night in the hotel. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other...
Probably trying to have an entire relationship before he wisens up...
I shook my head...the last thing I needed today was Murder fucking with my head. I sat down in a velvet
covered chair and cracked my neck. Jeffree looked at himself in the mirror and made a kissy face. Nicole stood up straight, stretched, and yawned.
Take a break...this face needs a lot of help...
She chuckled and took a sip of her Starbucks while she sat down in the chair across from me. Jeffree's hair stylist started taking out the curlers and spraying enough hairspray to blow a hole in the Ozone layer, making my curls look effortless...with the most amount of effort I've ever seen...this will be fun to wash out...he started brushing and fluffing my hair while Nicole started on my eyeshadow...using my favorite maroon color from the palette Jeffree and I had created.
Oh! I forgot to ask...how did that meeting go? The OPW one...
Oh...it went fine...basically signed my contract and he told me to prep for Monday...so that will be fun...
Did you talk to him about the letter?
Yeah...he told me it wasn't him or Blair...said he had no clue what I was talking about and that he was a little hurt that I would dare think he would be such a cold hearted bastard to try to kill my kid...I ran with that asshole back in the day...I know what his ass is capable of...
So you're back to square one?
No...I know that whoever sent it is IN OPW...I thought it was maybe Blair and she just won't own up to it, but I saw her backstage at Showcase and some Make A Wish kids wanted to meet her and she INSISTED they stay 6 ft from her...
Because of Covid?
No...because she the last time a kid sneezed around her, she had all the nurse escorts fired and sued Make A Wish for biological assault....and won...
Who sues Make A Wish?!
The same person who refers to her Birkin bag as the Make A Wish foundation...
I can't believe these are the people you want to work for...
I kinda have to if I want to work...
Well this palette is fucking epic, Ophelia...maybe you don't HAVE to work...
I'm a busy body...I gotta have something to do...
Suddenly, there was a heavy knock on the door. One of Jeffree's team opened the door and there were two men standing in the door way. One was a very tall and large black man that looked very stern....the other was shorter than me who was standing with his arms out in what looked like an attempt to look as swole as the black man he was standing next to...
Oh! Yay! Your security is here!
Please tell me its not the swollen mouse?
No they're both your's...This is Lamar and Mohave...
I stood up and walked over to shake the hands of the men. Lamar shook my hand and introduced himself. I then held my hand out to shake with Mohave and he held his hands up.
Sorry...I don't eh...shake hands with people...don't know where dem hands been...
He sounded like Joe Pesci and looked a little like him too. I raised an eyebrow and nodded...
He's a trainee...
I wondered..
Ms. Pain...I uh...just wanna let you know that ehh...I ain't afraid to kill a man...
He hiked his pants up and inhaled sharply...and I turned around and looked at Jeffree...
You DO realize what I do for work right? I fight people for a living...
Professional wrestlers aren't nearly as rabid as the beauty community, Ophelia...
I think I can handle it...2 security guards is a little over kill I think, but I trust you...
Hey...where are Jayson and Tilly?
He took her around to shop since its been months since they spent time alone together...
Without security?
Jeffree...you've seen Jayson...I think he can handle it...
Jeffree shrugged and drained the last of his Red Bull. Nicole stood up and clipped my hair back with soft pins as not to ruin the messy masterpiece currently framing my face...
Alright...buckle in, Miss Pain...I'm about to work magic...
About two hours later, I was standing in front of the mirror looking at someone who couldn't possibly be me.
My long red hair waved down over my black sparkle covered shoulders, my ruby lips were accentuated by a new shiny silver ring that wrapped around my bottom lip, and my pale legs were on display all the way down from thigh to the top of my foot. The rest of my foot was enveloped in the most beautiful red platform stilettos that had ever graced my feet...I felt like Sandra Bullock in Miss Congeniality...when she walked out of the airplane hanger to Tom Jones' She's a Lady.
Jeffree stepped into my reflection and grabbed my hand...
I know we both like guys, but Ophelia Pain...you look good enough to eat...
We both burst out laughing and he hugged me. I felt his pride in his smile as he looked at me in the mirror. We'd spent almost every day of the better part of the last year together and became closer than I'd ever been to another person...
Well another person other than Jayson, but the love I have for Jeffree is significantly different than the love I had for Jayson. They both have helped me rebuild who I am from almost the ground up and I knew I would probably end up spending the rest of my life repaying them for their help and sacrifices.
The next hour was a blur as we were whisked downstairs to a party bus that was waiting for us in front of the hotel to take us to the Morphe store. Once the bus stopped, we were then whisked into the back of the mall and through the corridoor of hallways until we finally stopped in the decorated back room of the makeup store. Seeing all of the employees clamouring over Jeffree and I, asking for photos and autographs...tell me how much they love the palette and their favorite colors.
Shortly after we arrived, Lamar briefed us on security measures put into place to keep us safe. I found the butterflies in my stomach were fluttering like crazy...I just realized how nervous I was and suddenly found myself wishing that Jayson were here. Jeffree must have sensed my nerves because I felt his cool hand slide into my and a soft smile formed on his face...
Relax...
Oh okay...I'm not sure why I didn't think of that before...
Shh...it will be over before you know it...
I nodded and took a deep steadying breath, signaling Lamar to open the door into what I could best describe as controlled pandemonium. The screams were deafening from a crowd of VERY different people. There were beautiful young women screaming out for Jeffree and I. There were little girls clinging onto their parents screaming in excitment and waving. There were men yelling and chanting "PHEELY PAIN!" and holding signs like it were an OPW show.
We stopped walking when we were centered in front of a large black curtain in front of the store windows.
The smile that spread across my and tears started collecting in the corners of my eyes. Jeffree was still holding my hand and waving with the other, I started waving along with him and the screams threatened to blow the roof off the mall. I was laughing and waving, when suddenly we stopped walking when we were centered in front of a large black curtain in front of the store windows. I heard Jeffree's voice shushing the crowd.
Ladies and gentlemen, my friend Ophelia and I have been working day and night for the last YEAR to make this palette the best that it could possibly be! We have spent hours and hours busting our sweet little asses to make a palette worthy of our namesake! The day has finally come and it is my honor and privelege to present to you..........The Star Power palette!!
The large black curtains fell to the floor and my entrance theme began to blast through the mall, I felt the tears begin. I turned and looked at our faces 6ft tall behind me, my hair fallen to one side of my face, wearing my in ring gear and significantly more makeup than I normally would be wearing during a match, laying on my back on top of Jeffree with one of his long tattooed legs hooked in a mock pin. I remember thinking during the whole photoshoot how silly it felt to be fake wrestling my friend. I remember thinking how there was no way in hell that these pictures would make me look anything other than ridiculous... Jeffree was holding onto a handful of my hair and his face was scrunched up in his ugly pretty war face. The words "STAR POWER" were on the stamped on the mat beneath us. I'd honestly never seen myself look or felt so beautiful in my whole life...
Jeffree's eyes were glossy as well as he watched me break down. He had been through almost everything with me and watched me go from strung out junkie to makeup mogul in 6 short years. He and Jayson spent so many nights cleaning me up off the floor and hugging me through withdrawls, promising me that I would get through all of it. Never giving up hope that I would do better...that I would be better...that I would get to this point. I swiped my tears away and smiled at him. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered in my ear how proud he was of me and how amazing my palette was. As I listened to the deafening roar of the crowd...loud enough even that Murder was quiet, I knew that regardless of where my life went from this moment on, I had acheived something great...goosebumps rose on my arms as looked around me.
Even the beauty gurus that I was sure had no idea who I was outside the makeup community mingling with the grown men holding "OPW LOVES OPHELIA!" signs made my heart sing. All of these people, whether they knew my history or not, were cheering for my success...they were cheering for the woman I had become...they were cheering for every late night....every break down...every struggle...every ounce of insecurity I had fought through to get here...
I felt Jeffree tug lightly on my hand back into the store. I gave one final furious wave before we took out places in front of the Meet and Greet backdrop. We spent the next 4 hours taking pictures, signing autographs, laughing, crying, high fiving, hugging thousands and thousands of people...I'm sure if we didn't have Covid before, we definitely have it now...
Fans told me how my rise from the ashes inspired them to get clean...inspired them to go for their dreams of being a vet, a teacher, starting a career in the military, becoming a foster parent...each story gripping my heart and wondering what I had done to deserve every good thing that was in my life presently...I wanted to savor all of it because I knew how quickly it could all go away. My feet were screaming, I was hot and sweaty, and most if not all of my lipstick had worn off from the amount of autographs I had kissed. My throat was raw from laughing and having to yell over the crowd screaming out for us. The whole afternoon was
a time I will cherish for the rest of my life...
Except of course, Mohave jumping in front of every fan that eagerly approached us and frisking them for weapons, offering his unasked for opinion about how over priced makeup was, and loudly comparing all his other jobs to this one on a scale of easy to difficult...Jeffree and I agreed that we would have been just peachy with Lamar and asking Jayson to lend a protective hand next time...
Within no time, Jeffree and I were back at the hotel in our respective suites decompressing from the insanity of the day. I couldnt stop crying...I was so mixed with emotion. Taking off the make up Nicole plastered to my face was proving difficult through the tears...I turned on the shower and let the hot water run for a little while until the bathroom was full of steam.
You really are a mopey bitch you know that...
You know what, Murder? You can't ruin my mood....today was fucking amazing even if you won't admit it.
If it was so amazing, then why are you crying...
You of all people should understand how hard I've worked for this moment...how much I have struggled with who and what I am...
A junkie psycho?
To put it mildly...I've busted my ass for 6 years to be someone that I was proud of...and I've finally reached that moment...
I felt fresh tears spill onto my cheeks and my throat felt thick...Murder seemed to understand that it was time to shut up, because despite how much she hates me, she also loves me...the good feelings are like a drug to her...the serotinin and dopamine that are coursing through my brain right now were enough to allow for an almost silent shower...the warm water cascaded down my body, soothing my aching feet and back. The soft white washcloth felt nice against my face as I tried to delicately scrub the makeup off my face...
Let it never be said that Jeffree and I can't make a fuckin eyeshadow that stays...
And Lipstick Nic is some kind of makeup wizard that makes it impossible to remove the make up from your face when she's done with you!
I heard a soft knock on the bathroom door and was brought out of my sauna-like experience. I poked my head out from the curtain...
Yes?
Can I come in?
Does a bear shit in the woods?
He pushed the door open and looked at me with wide eyes before he started laughing...
What?
His laughter was loud and raucous as he looked at me...
What the hell is so goddamned funny?!
He finally stopped laughing enough to choke out a few words...
Excuse me, Joker, have you seen Ophelia?
I happened to catch a glimpse of my appearance in the mirror behind him and he was right...I did kind of look like a Batman villain...
I flicked water at him and watched it splatter on his gray t-shirt. His laughter stopped and left a small smile on his face...he then began to disrobe and climbed in behind me...
After a very luxurious hour of shower pampering, including Jayson washing my hair, gently exfoliating my whole body with a loufa, and a neck massage as my hair conditoned, he shut off the water and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist. He then grabbed another towel and wrapped it around me, holding me close to his chest. He took a smaller towel and squeezed it around my hair before hooking my legs around his elbow and his other arm cradeling my back. He carried me into through the bedroom of the suite and into the dining room, where there was all manner of pizza deliciousness waiting for me. He set me down on my feet and smiled, planting a light kiss on the tip of my nose.
I know most would expect me to want to skip the pizza and go right into dessert, but I was starving...I wanted to get into my sweats and gorge myself on this epic pizza buffet...I grabbed a slice before heading back into the bedroom to jump into my coziest sweatpants and hoodie. I wrapped my wet hair up into a towel and went back out to sit on Jayson's lap...
He listened to me talk, with my mouth full, about the whole day. He didn't look at me disapprovingly when tears collected in my eyes, he didn't make fun of me for glowing about the number of little girls that were dressed up like me, he laughed when I laughed about the Beautubers who asked me why the palette has a wrestling theme to it.
This was the most perfect day I think I've ever had in my life...if not THE most perfect day, then at LEAST top 3...
I am completely and utterly happy...