I woke up and patted my hair. Amazingly it felt similar to the day before. Needless to say, I had lofty expectations when I approached the mirror. The shriek that came forth after doing so was a shock. Where were my perfectly plucked eyebrows and flawless complexion? My teeth were not brilliantly white and my lips were anything but rosy.

Down the hall I hear a similar plea. “Emily?! Can you photoshop my face? I miss my eyebrows!”

You see, Nigel’s photos were fantastic. Reality, however, is not so kind. I used to think I knew photoshop, but this new project has stretched my bounds. While I hope I’m not like Dooce’s Stretch Monster in the hands of her brother. I don’t want to ooze pink anytime soon.

I rose to the challenge and me and my seven saucy housemates look FABULOUS!

Thank you, Nigel aka my boyfriend, Matt West! (Visit Matt West’s photos! He’s an amazing photographer!)