Rate: (7 Ratings)
So, you have a date. I loathe that word. So, you have a thing. He's all hot and charming and amusing. And he digs you. But you barely know him. But what you DO know is that you have a painful, honking zit smack-dab on your cheek. Cancel? Nahh. You're not 20. Get a cortisone shot? Sure, if you have the money and the time. Better yet? We're gonna Crawford-ify you: