Oh man. 5:45 am popcorn snarfing. Someone’s sleep schedule is so fucked up.
I literally inhaled the entire bag. And it was slightly burnt. I think I may be Bridget-Jones-esque-stress-eating. Although did she eat popcorn? eh. It was the only thing I had in my cabinet besides split pea soup.
NO MAKEUP WAS USED IN THE MAKING OF THIS PHOTOGRAPH.
