매일 새벽 3시반이면 잠이 깼는데,
오늘은 다행이 한번도 깨지 않고
이시간에 일어났다. 히히히
조금은 덜 피곤한 하루를 보내겠다.
비록 종일 비가 올 예정이지만,
모두들 오늘하루 다른날 보다
2016년 단발단발 시절.
아직 쌀쌀한 날이었는데,
따뜻한 홍차 만들어서가지고
같이 걸었던 하루. .
Transparent Tuesday. Re-entry day one, no makeup, no filters, no idea the brick wall I was about to hit. Me, then, to self; you don’t look that jet lagged right now! Me, now, to self: you literally look like Gollum. I had a gross misunderstanding (and almost smugness which I now deeply regret) that when I felt good post shower and snapped this pic, that I had somehow “beaten” jet lag. Oh how, was I wrong. Jet lag is no joke for me. I had lofty goals for today. I woke up with a headache and felt very groggy, but got up, did some emails, felt just “eh”. I went and worked out and felt pretty stellar post workout, I showered, ate lunch, did some work, and then BAM. I crashed hard, and I mean hard. I feel like I’ve been run over by a truck. I feel hungover and like I’ve been out partying in Miami for days with no sleep (so I’ve *heard* that’s what it feels like ;) ). Help! I have so much work to wrap up and things to tend to, I need some major advice on how to beat jet lag! Any suggestions? Help! 🙏🏽
P.S. I need my brows tended 😳 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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#VanGogh of the Day: Self-Portrait, March-June 1887. Oil on cardboard, 19.1 x 14.1 cm. Van Gogh Museum, Amsterdam.
About the size of a greeting card, this self-portrait is one of Van Gogh's smallest paintings.
2 2612 hours ago
while exploring the @iubloomington campus i came across this beautiful penthouse with a view overlooking the whole town. so i settled into a leather armchair with my sketchbook and a big cup of coffee, and drew until dinner. i wanted to experiment with color but couldn't settle on just one this time 🌈
My oldest son asked me if I thought I was pretty. My immediate response was to think of all my flaws - the extra weight I put on this winter, my skin breaking out like a teenager, my oily hair that needs to be dyed again. You know, the things I notice when I look in a mirror. So when I told him "sometimes" he sighed and said "You are prettiest when you laugh. I like your laugh." So this image is for him. For the moment he made me feel beautiful with his words. #portraitsofselfseries#selfportrait