Well, usually when I wake up with a pimple on my face I do pretty much everything short of setting fire to it to get rid of it but then my mom called and told me that she once had a patient who did that and then his face rotted off. (This was a very clever tactic my mother employed all through my childhood whenever we did something she disapproved of. Apparently during her brief stint as an occupational therapist, the wards were entirely filled with people missing limbs because of tattoos, piercings and masturbation.)
Anyway, I was feeling fairly confident - I just dabbed the offending thing with some of DW's theatre makeup and headed out the door. (DW is appearing in the straight-to-DVD film, The Lost Boys III. He started off as an extra, then got promoted to vampire, then to featured extra vampire. The trailer is on Youtube. You can see DW's arm in it, which is unfortunate because now he is under the impression that he has succeeded in life.)
I decided to not obsess about it. I decided that I was beautiful no matter my small imperfections. I put on my makeup and those boots all the little children died making and decided to go seize the day. I almost got away with, too, until DW shouted, "OMG YOU HAVE A HUGE PIMPLE ON YOUR FOREHEAD!" at me.
Goodbye, Self-Esteem!
