Crazy Leg Syndrome

I'm going to tell you all about myself. I'm not an interesting person. In fact I'm quite boring so I'll keep this short and sweet. But where to start? I'm no good at picking out my good qualities.

People say I have amazing eyes. They're a light blue that go icy gray in the sun. I have long eyelashes that have been envied by some. I have a massive lower lip that I always chew the inside of. I've a pretty average nose that I'm neither happy nor unhappy with. I just about reach 5'4" which basically means I can't reach the top shelf most of time time. I've been called a range of things from mysterious to bitchy to talkative to just plain mental.

I don't know what I'd categorise myself as. There was a time where I was a touch on the emo side. Let me show you a picture.

And then from the above to the following:

In the space of about two years. Scary. My eyes look like something out of a japanese cartoon in the first one, but its very representative of what my eye make up was like at that stage. My Mam called it my drug addict make up.

I'll give you an example of what I look like these days.