Wanna know where I am right now? Stuck in a hotel in Detroit. Without my toothbrush (they brought me something called a “distressed traveler” bag – what an appropriate name, right?). Not my bed. And worst of all, no make-up!!! You know this is really hurting me. I realize we should all embrace ourselves and our natural skin and just be happy we even have skin, yada, yada. But my Bare Escentuals are in transit to who-knows-where and I have like 40 zits because of no sleep, air pollution and stress from trying to make all the shows this week. Sigh. Distressed travelers deserve at least a small jar of concealer and a dab of powder, hmph. If only I worked for the airlines, it would be trial size make-up samples for all. Anyone listening out there?