My Chemical (Peel) Romance

Everytime I come home, I get a chem peel from my aesthetician. Yes, I have an aesthetician. I also have an odd desire to look like this person, Gerard Way:

             

I go to great and bizarre lengths to pale out my skin—I kind of hate being tan—and I blame Gerard. I love his band so much, I want to wake up looking like him. Well, actually I want to wake up next to him but…first things first.

Build it and they will come.