Boys don't understand make-up

Last night I was lazy and didn't wash off my eye make-up.

This morning I woke up and looked in the mirror and saw my two-inch racoon eye rings and giggled.

My hair wasn't this lovely, but the eye make-up was spot on.

That reminds me. My hair was on-point too.

I stumbled downstairs and asked Gabe if I looked pretty. Shit-eating grin on my face.

Gabe: "Yeah. Did you put on make up? It looks nice."

But his tone you see...it was sincere. He wasn't joking.

I stared at him. Wondering if he was messing with me. He stared back.

Gabe: "It's nice."

Again - no sarcasm.

Me: "Do you see this?" Gesturing to the 2 inch black rings under my eyes. "This isn't actually good. I wasn't going for the crying prostitute glam look."

He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

My conclusions:
1) My husband really does suffer from face blindness
2) Perhaps those new glasses we bought him are not so good
3) He likes that 90's grunge girl look
4) He doesn't understand make-up
5) He loves me no matter what I look like

Nah - couldn't be that last one...face blindness.