A friend of mine was getting married in Rhode Island, and so our little friend group all flew/drove in from across the country to hang out! I had arrived on Monday, with plans to hang out with everyone all of that week. The wedding was on Saturday, which would give us a day of recovery on Sunday, and then I’d fly back home on Monday. I had picked out a pretty cool outfit for the wedding – a sundress, cardigan if it got cold, hat, shoes. I was ready.
I landed on Monday, and we hung out on the beach for a couple of days getting a tan and chillaxing our faces off. And then disaster struck.
I started feeling a little iffy somewhere on wednesday night/thursday morning. Bit of a cough/sore throat, and a little weak. Nothing major, but enough to set off some alarm bells. I isolated that day away from everyone, and took a COVID test, which came up negative. “SWEET” I thought. “I’m just a bit run down, that’s all!”
On Friday I woke up and took another test. Positive.
Ah fuck.
I’m already down 1 day of hanging out with my friends, and now it looks like I’ll be missing the wedding. I made plans that morning to gtfo of there and into a hotel so as to not infect anyone else.
The wedding happened on Saturday. No one else tested positive for El Viro Loco, praise be to Odin or whatever. Seems like it was a great success!
I was in a hotel room. With minimal supplies to do a photoshoot – no camera/camera setup/lighting/tripod/camera trigger. Nothin’. Just me and a smartphone. A very tired me. But I wasn’t going to let the opportunity go to waste, so I showered, shaved, and started applying makeup.
So here you go. I hope you are duly appreciative.
I really fucked up my makeup. My liquid foundation seems to have…changed… Maybe I just don’t remember how to do it? Maybe I put too much on? But I looked like some nightmarish alien. I took it all off and started again with my trusty MAC Studio fix. Perfection. I also fucked up my eyeshadow. AND THEN I decided it would be a good idea to try doing liquid eyeliner again for the first time in years, and girl, let me tell you, I fucked up that too. The whole ordeal was a bit much, but eventually, after a lot of trial and error and remembering to keep drinking water because you gotta keep your fluids up, I got my makeup done and got a bunch of pictures in.
I’m still in Rhode Island, self-isolating and waiting until it’s safe to fly home and see my family. Wish me luck. Tell me I looked nice.
Gah, COVID. When will it end?
Hopefully you’re feeling much better and are also chuffed about your photos.
I’m getting there, slowly but surely <3
I'm assuming this is just life, now :/
Hey Liz, I’m a new visitor here, great blog you have.
Sorry to read that you missed the wedding, good luck getting back home to your family.
Ahh, welcome! <3 <3 Hope you're enjoying my infrequent updates! ;)
<3 fingers crossed I can get back soon
Wow. I emailed you because you hadn’t posted anything new lately. When you do its because of stupid Covid. Terrible luck. Sorry you missed the wedding the very reason you traveled to begin with. Stay well and get back to your family.
Thanks! <3 Fingers crossed!!
Well I’m sure you felt bad, but you looked great. Sometimes making the best of a bad situation yields great memories long after the initial disappointment is long gone.
Loving the hat !
haha, thank you so much!! :D
I wish I could mess up my make-up as badly as that and still look this good! COVID is not much fun, I had it in July. Now up to 5 vaccine shots – so hope I don’t get it again!
Hi Liz.
This seems to be the last thing you posted from August last year.
I hope everything is ok.
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