For years, I’ve been told that I’m fat, and ugly, but this past year, I’ve spent a lot of time facing those lies, and I’ve realized I’m not! I love my eyes, and how sometimes they’re dark and stormy, and other times, they’re bright and milky. I’d rather have black hair than the blonde I was born with (as you can see it’s been dyed), but I’m planning on growing my hair out so it’s my natural colour again. God gave me the incredible gift of art, be it drawing or singing, or simply playing an instrument. Finding me in make-up would be a rare site. The only time I’ll actually take time to put some on is when I have an important event to attend (for example, a concert or a funeral) or when my friends put it on for me.