This is me, apparently... me with about a zillion billion layers of make-up on.
I don't know whether to be insulted or flattered -- insulted that they thought I needed so much make-up for today's photo shoot or flattered that they seemed to have fun dolling me up and making me look like some kind of boxing vixen.
I was in a pretty rotten mood when I left the photo shoot but when I arrived at System I was greeted by this guy, a friend of mine whom I often box with in the spinning room. Good people, that's all you need in your life to really keep you positive.
Notice his t-shirt?! The Hulk, nice.
And speaking of good people, let me introduce you to one of my girl friends from church. Tonight we met up and I had complained about being so cold so she pulled out "the pimp" coat, nice. And yes, it was very warm. With my corn rows on they all joked that it made me look like a ghetto gangsta boxer... hahaha.




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