Janine was unleashing her manipulative powers over her husband, and (typical man!) they were working.
"Any luck setting up some interviews?" Roger asked, after taking a swig of Pepsi.
"I KNEW THAT'S WHY YOU WERE ASKING!" Mimi exploded, jumping up from the table. "THAT'S ALL YOU CARE ABOUT! LIKE JOBS GROW ON TREES!"
Mimi grabbed her plate and her can of Pepsi and marched off the deck, slamming the door behind her. She dumped her dishes into the sink which made a loud clatter since the sink was already filled with dirty bowls and plates and mugs that had piled up throughout the day.
Mimi just couldn't bring herself to wash all the dishes since the dishwasher broke down. Well, the truth was, she really didn't have time to wash dishes. She was too busy trying to do something about her ugly face.
Sometime, she just didn't understand why Roger married her. Truth be told, she couldn’t even blame him for cheating on her with someone like Janine. Why shouldn’t he?
Mimi made a B-line for the bathroom. She flipped on the light and regarded her reflection in the mirror.
YUCK!
” Stupid face!" she spat. "Stupid long face!"
Mimi put one hand on top of her head and the other underneath her chin. Then she pushed on her face from both ends as though trying to squeeze the two ends of her face together.
"Stupid face!" she mumbled.
Mimi hated her face. She never was a big fan of it. But at least when her hair was longer, like when she met Roger, she could hide behind its protective curtain.
Now, since she had made the dumb-ass decision to cut her hair... having been convinced that a shorter style would optically make her face look shorter, she absolutely couldn't stand the site of herself.
Oh, she'd tried hair extensions, But they didn't help. They looked too fake and hurt her scalp . Besides, the clips always showed through her own hair, causing embarrassment.
She'd tried other tricks as well, such as wearing thick bangs, curling her hair around her face, and wearing big fake glasses purchased at a costume shop... along with a silly blue beach hat with white Polk-a-dots and giant hoop earrings. N othing worked.
In fact, Mimi was convinced these "tricks" made the situation even worse. When she walked around with big fake glasses, giant round earrings, and a huge polk-a-dot hat, people just stared at her. That's because she looked like a damn fool ; like a premature little old granny.
A damn ugly little old granny .
She could tell everyone was inwardly laughing at her.
Or else they felt sorry for her. It was obvious she was trying to hide her face. She might as well just go around wearing a paper bag over her head.
Mimi was convinced her face was growing longer by the day.
She applied some dark lipstick.
"Ugh!" Mimi groaned, looking in the mirror. "I look like a zombie!"
Mimi angrily ripped off a piece of toilet tissue and dabbed at her mouth. Then she applied some purple eye shadow and blush.
"NOW I LOOK LIKE A TRANSVESTITE!" she cried.
"ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?" Roger yelled from the other room.
"NO!" Mimi yelled back.
M imi stared at her ugly face that was now framed by short strands of rusty colored hair.
"This is hopeless!" she declared...quietly, so Roger wouldn't hear. "I hate my face! I look like a pile of hot garbage! I hate myself!"
Mimi recalled the parade of perfect girls and women she had seen on TV that day. They all had one thing in common :
SHORT TINY CUTE FACES.
It's not fair ! She thought. I hate them !
Does the stupid media even know what they fucking do to people? Do they even care? No, of course not. All they care about is making money.
M imi thought if they did some kind of scientific study, they would find out that girls and women who are attractive in the traditional sense had much happier and much more successful lives. Being unattractive really messes with your
"Any luck setting up some interviews?" Roger asked, after taking a swig of Pepsi.
"I KNEW THAT'S WHY YOU WERE ASKING!" Mimi exploded, jumping up from the table. "THAT'S ALL YOU CARE ABOUT! LIKE JOBS GROW ON TREES!"
Mimi grabbed her plate and her can of Pepsi and marched off the deck, slamming the door behind her. She dumped her dishes into the sink which made a loud clatter since the sink was already filled with dirty bowls and plates and mugs that had piled up throughout the day.
Mimi just couldn't bring herself to wash all the dishes since the dishwasher broke down. Well, the truth was, she really didn't have time to wash dishes. She was too busy trying to do something about her ugly face.
Sometime, she just didn't understand why Roger married her. Truth be told, she couldn’t even blame him for cheating on her with someone like Janine. Why shouldn’t he?
Mimi made a B-line for the bathroom. She flipped on the light and regarded her reflection in the mirror.
YUCK!
” Stupid face!" she spat. "Stupid long face!"
Mimi put one hand on top of her head and the other underneath her chin. Then she pushed on her face from both ends as though trying to squeeze the two ends of her face together.
"Stupid face!" she mumbled.
Mimi hated her face. She never was a big fan of it. But at least when her hair was longer, like when she met Roger, she could hide behind its protective curtain.
Now, since she had made the dumb-ass decision to cut her hair... having been convinced that a shorter style would optically make her face look shorter, she absolutely couldn't stand the site of herself.
Oh, she'd tried hair extensions, But they didn't help. They looked too fake and hurt her scalp . Besides, the clips always showed through her own hair, causing embarrassment.
She'd tried other tricks as well, such as wearing thick bangs, curling her hair around her face, and wearing big fake glasses purchased at a costume shop... along with a silly blue beach hat with white Polk-a-dots and giant hoop earrings. N othing worked.
In fact, Mimi was convinced these "tricks" made the situation even worse. When she walked around with big fake glasses, giant round earrings, and a huge polk-a-dot hat, people just stared at her. That's because she looked like a damn fool ; like a premature little old granny.
A damn ugly little old granny .
She could tell everyone was inwardly laughing at her.
Or else they felt sorry for her. It was obvious she was trying to hide her face. She might as well just go around wearing a paper bag over her head.
Mimi was convinced her face was growing longer by the day.
She applied some dark lipstick.
"Ugh!" Mimi groaned, looking in the mirror. "I look like a zombie!"
Mimi angrily ripped off a piece of toilet tissue and dabbed at her mouth. Then she applied some purple eye shadow and blush.
"NOW I LOOK LIKE A TRANSVESTITE!" she cried.
"ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?" Roger yelled from the other room.
"NO!" Mimi yelled back.
M imi stared at her ugly face that was now framed by short strands of rusty colored hair.
"This is hopeless!" she declared...quietly, so Roger wouldn't hear. "I hate my face! I look like a pile of hot garbage! I hate myself!"
Mimi recalled the parade of perfect girls and women she had seen on TV that day. They all had one thing in common :
SHORT TINY CUTE FACES.
It's not fair ! She thought. I hate them !
Does the stupid media even know what they fucking do to people? Do they even care? No, of course not. All they care about is making money.
M imi thought if they did some kind of scientific study, they would find out that girls and women who are attractive in the traditional sense had much happier and much more successful lives. Being unattractive really messes with your
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