Dear God:

I have enough problems getting out of the house with my hair appropriately coiffed and my eyeliner straight. If I have to worry about scheduling a time to get my pelt air-brushed on, too — a la Brit pop star Pixie Lott here — I may NEVER leave the house.

PS: in case you’re wondering, to her left is the face people make when they realize they might have to break up with you.