Housecleaning: not my friend.

[vulgarweed]

So I decided things were kind of out of hand and went on a rearranging binge. It was going pretty well...until I tried to do something with the Closet of Doom. Then my precariously-balanced super-cheap super-fake Yule-tree-in-a-box fell out and hit me in the face.

I have a black eye. A real one. A shiner.

I can make it not-too-noticeable with makeup, but before that it is really quite shocking.

It looks like the sort of thing that no one will believe is entirely innocent.

Comments

[lacewood-lune.livejournal.com]

OMG - I am very, very sorry about your eye. But *mugged* by your very own YULE TREE??? That's really damned funny. If you *have* to have a black eye, well, I certainly can't think of a more entertaining way to get one. And the comments here are hilarious, too...wow.

Me, I seem to have sunburned myself into having a MUSTACHE. Yep. You read aright. Since I'm too lazy to go out and get a quick lesson in things like makeup foundation that I know absolutely nothing about, I am instead left to wander about getting some very funny looks, since occupationally-speaking I often travel in circles where feminine mustaches are rather less common than in my social circle... *sigh*...

Anyway, I hope you gave back as much as you got! Damn sneaky trees... And that your shiner heals quickly. :-)