imagine trying out a super risky outfit ur not sure is gonna land well and on your way to the party you fall into a bog and become a bog body and in like 3,000 years they pull you out in like a pink mesh bathing suit with an applique that says “barbie girl” on the front tucked in as a body suit to a pair of track shorts that say “your card was declined” on the ass and a pair of elevated 90s gel sandals with a hitclips clipped to the strap with one cartridge (60 seconds of an nsync song) and they reconstruct you in a museum and tell the public that’s how people dressed
i wish the makeup & beauty industry wasn’t so fucking evil because there’s something so fun and human about painting on your own face and body and i hate that it’s used to make women hate ourselves rather than to allow every person to draw as many eyes on their face as they want