Well , where to begin. I went to church then came home and prepared for the worst day of my life! O.K. maybe it wasn't that bad, but it sure seemed like it. I HAD to make a mask for a play. And the mask HAD to be an exact replica of my face. So a friend of mine and my mother put Vasoline covered by handi-wrap covered by cloth filled with plaster on
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