Each time I see Jo, it's like a reborn Jo. The face says confident. The eyes brimming with hopes. Da blushing rosy cheeks and constant secret smiles that she fails to wipe off from her face. That kind of aura she exudes out, telling me she is deeply madly in love with a man. She starts and ends da sentences about him. Every beadsy things revolved around him. She longs for him, she misses his presence and so on. She makes the world envy. She makes me think.

That is the kind of look I used to carry. Not anymore.

Maybe getting maself a lil treat to facial gives me a similar glow. Ma face needs a serious revitalization!