now i'll never be a model

Ugg my poor mouth! I hope this doesn't leave a mark!
Early this am my dogs decided to go ape shit for no apparent reason (while I was sleeping in my bed). Great timing, guys- right near my head while I'm deep in REM.
In my sleepy attempt to pull them off each other (while they were acting like mini cujos) my mouth got chomped by the bigger terrier Cooper. Damn that smarted! My mouth gushed like Niagra for what seemed like forever. I popped some ibuprofens & crammed tp in my lip then went back to bed.
I awoke a few hours later to a bruised swollen blood crusted mouth. After cleaning up, I still felt so odd going in to Starbucks that I felt compelled to explain my face to the barista (who I knew). "Dog bite, I decided to seperate my two dogs fighting with my face" I said pointing to my mouth. "Damn, that's intense", she replied, "try not to do that again, k?"
I'm gonna tell people I got hurt by doing something much cooler than getting bit by a 12 lb dog...maybe I was bungee jumping? skydiving? rock climbing? running with the bullls?
* this pic is right after I stopped up the bleeding but BEFORE the massive swelling took place. It's much prettier like this. Imagine it 10 times bigger (like a colligen experiment gone wrong) and the color of grape jelly.
UPDATE: I just spent the day w/my boken mouth. I felt so self-conscious. In atempts to look "normal" I put makeup on (heavy on the eyeliner maybe will distract from my franken-mouth). My mouth swelled up considerably since it first happened. No lipstick or gloss could cover up the purple- I guess that was too much to ask of good old MAC.
I actually went on an interview with this face! I felt really uncomfortable, like I wanted to explain my looks. Like I should apologize for having a cut open mouth and swollen lip. What about the people that look that way all the time? Yikes!
Owwww I'm gonna go put an icepack on my poor Angelina-esque lip.

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