One morning, not long ago, I was taking a crack-of-dawn vacation flight: I got up at 4 a.m., washed and dried my hair, and dressed in a decent travel outfit. Thinking I'd bypass the usual makeup until landing time—foundation, concealer, powder, liner, mascara, gloss—I left for the airport bare-faced. Whereupon I promptly ran into the father of one of my kids' friends, whose first words to me were, "Wow, you look exhausted."
Nice to see you, too.
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