Look, I'm fine with the hair. Throw that sh!t in a ponytail and go to work.
But the Maybelline? There's no coming back from displaying photos with you in make up. Case in point:
Yes, I'm about to bash myself on the sight. After college, I dated a gorgeous girl that was full time at a staffing company and was also a model. She was on the budweiser bikini team, a Hawaiian tropic girl, even did a girls of the big 12 issue.... but in lingerie. She was in the running to be the next MetRx girl. She knew her portfolio needed to show photos of her with another dude, and she had six months to get her sh!t lined out. Now, believe it or not, I used to be a fairly nice looking dude, and she convinced me to eat egg whites and jalapeños for five months. No booze, no carbs, Nada. She got me down to 232. I hadn't weighed that since highschool. Shredded. We go in for the shoot (after I'd been spray tanned days before) and the make up lady starts packing me with MAC industrial..... I had no idea what MAC was back then. (thick heavy modeling make up)
Needless to say, it's the prettiest I've ever looked.
Then, one of my boys saw one of the photos that she brought me to the office..... in a manilla envelope.
I still hear about that sh!t to this day. My reply was always, "ya, but dude...... she was so HOT! You'd have done it too.....".
Don't do the makeup bro. Pass.