And all I can say is: “I really like your foundation. Very dewy.”
Ten minutes. That’s how long she said. “Just give me ten minutes to finish my face.” 10 Minutes While My Girlfriend-s Mother Is Doin...
I hear her now. Mascara wand clicking. She’s taking her time. This isn’t makeup. This is psychological warfare. And all I can say is: “I really like your foundation
In four minutes, I’ll be a fiancé or a cautionary tale. She emerges. One eyebrow raised. Lipstick perfectly applied — the color of authority. Chris. You wanted to talk?”
“Okay, Chris. You wanted to talk?”
