"I would be a professional cyclist," said Dr G.
"Like the Tour de France?"
"Oh no… like just riding my bike round the toun around all day and getting paid for it."
I want to be the person who gets to chop up make-up for the beauty section of women's magazines. I spent ten minutes today staring at a picture of sliced-up lipstick. Holy crap I would love to guillotine a lipstick. I want to artfully smear foundation and crush blush and spill nail polish and scribble with eyeliner.
Who's the lucky bastard that gets to do that? Some sort of stylist I guess. If I was a stylist I'd specialise in Make-Up Butchery and just waltz from magazine to glossy magazine, destroying posh cosmetics all day long.