I hate the morning, and it doesn't help that when I wake up I'm pretty much a doppelganger for Frankenstein's bride on a bad day. The inexplicably vertical hair, the oversized t-shirt, the sweatpants that have seen way, way better days... let's just say that the ensemble falls a little short of "sexy."
So naturally, the chance to wake up looking like one of the world's sexiest women is no small feat. And the best part is that it's so simple...
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