To be perfectly honest with you, I hadn't thought of that...

Amanda and I took a walk at lunch and I was telling her a story about Easter, when she helped me to have a moment of clarity.

ME: "So I let my sister give me a makeover mostly because I was too goddamn tired to argue with her about it. Do you know what that means? I had to sit there for half an hour while she put makeup on me and lectured me on the merits of mascara and how 'a little cleavage never hurt anybody'. I mean SERIOUSLY. Like I need another person hassling me about how I don't have a boyfriend and telling me how to get one. I know that I don't know how to find one! BLAHHHHHHH." *makes extremely unattractive face with tongue sticking out*

Amanda: "Well, for starters you could stop making that face in public."

*pause*

ME: "Point taken."