Well, Judson has once again opened its doors to students. New arrivals are adjusting themselves to the lives of college students and returning residents are eagerly greeting old friends.
I'm looking forward to sharing my year with you and even more excited about my new category - Academics and Digital Judson! Basically, I get to share with you the two things I do most - study and take photographs. Occasionally I do silly things like sleep and eat. Kidding.
(On another, unrelated note, I really, really wanted to insert a happy little smiley face right there. But for some reason I feel that it would make me unprofessional. Would it, dear readers?)
Anyways, back to the business at hand. I'll start off this semester with a funny story that illustrates Judson sisterhood a bit (Well, I think it's funny at least. Plus it might help explain the photo *).
While I was getting things together back in Tampa for my return to school, I realized I was running low on foundation. Always remembering the necessity of planning ahead (What's a girl gotta do to get a Walmart around here?) and very much realizing the necessity of some makeup to enliven my features (I can't be the only one who looks like the walking dead around here, right?), I bought a bottle to stock up.
Once I'd hauled myself and my earthly possessions up to Judson (with the help of my wonderful mother), I realized that I had purchased the wrong shade of foundation. Who knew there was such a stark difference between "Buff" and "Natural Beige?" I think I'm pretty natural and kinda beige. Guess not.
Last week, my dear friend Lindsay (Love you, Lin) was making a trip to the glorious and distant Walmart. Unable to go myself, I handed the incorrectly pigmented foundation and corresponding receipt of purchase and asked her to trade the bottle for one of the appropriate shade. (See what I did there? Used big, smarty-pants sounding words to make it seem important? Except it's not - cause it's makeup. Eh heh...heh?) Well, Lin, being the awesome Judson sister she is, eagerly agreed to do so. Yaaay, Lin!
Just to clarify, anyone who knows Lin, knows that she and I don't exactly look alike. Sadly, we will never be mistaken for real sisters." What do I mean," you ask? Well, my point is, our skin tones are decidedly different." What does that mean, Amber? Stop being so vague" you might then demand.
Alright, you made me say it. Next to Lin I look like the albino that I truly am. It's sad really.
When I asked her to exchange my "beige" foundation for the even lighter "buff" I didn't think about how it might have looked to an outside observer, like the cashier.
But you know what? Lin did it for me. She endured the incredulous stare of the cashier. Just for me she suffered the even more prying question of "Are you sure that's the color you want?" when she returned with my pasty foundation.
For that I salute you Lindsay. Thanks for being a true Judson sister, willing to go where others would balk.
Thanks for returning my stuff to Walmart J
*Lin modelling some of my foundation on her arm.