Beauty knows no pain … ha! Who are they kidding?
Some girls have all the luck, but for some of us, it can be tough. Me, let’s just say that I am genetically challenged.
My forefathers gifted me with a thick main of glossy black hair that shines wonderfully in the moonlight, but is a bitch to shave off my legs, arms, lower belly … even my back for crying out load. As for my nails, don’t get me started!
To make matters worse, they decided to hold the debs night on a full moon.
It’s tough being a teenage werewolf.