Yeah, that's right. I'm talking about my make-up again.
Since the only comment I got on my post about how the laser doc didn't imply that maybe, possibly I could lighten up on the lip gloss but in fact, should stop piling on the make-up like I'm spackling a small cottage was a little IMed "he he he...read your post" (you know who you are, you pixie with your natural beauty and your humor and your whatnot), just know that I get it. I get the message. I'm not just a shameless shoe whore, I'm an eyeshadow overloader. I'm Tammy Fay. I'm seventeen and applying so much liquid eyeliner my mom swears I bruised both eyes in front of the bathroom mirror before school.
I get it, I hear you. Loud and as clear as my supposed concealed concealer.
I've heard your silence, people of the internets, and I'm going bare.
Aw hell, who am I kidding? I couldn't give up mascara if the doctor removed his cherubim-cheeked and crazy ear hair mask to reveal himself to be Carmindy and the whole stunt earned me some crazy lasery discount. But do know that I am taking a second look. And maybe toning it down a smidge.
Don't get me wrong, I am not the mom on the playground affectionately referred to as "Jersey" or "mall mama" (come on, people, you know you know her, you know you've thought it, you know you've stressed at least once you were her) and I swear I've never owned an AquaNet-crusted pick to adequately heighten my hair to go adequately compliment all that rouge. Honestly, I'm not putting anything on the inside rim of eye or wearing darker lip liner than lipstick or even touching up (much) during the day. None of that. But I do wear make-up and I do wear it every single day. Not this Chapstick and a swipe of clear mascara bullshit, either. I wear make-uuuup. Hey, if the doc and the gazillions of Sassafrass readers out there think I need to tone it down, then I will tone it down.
I'm pretty sure Lil E and the one psych/pottery/child development major part-timing as a barista at Starbucks won't protest a little less paint on the barn. Since those are the only people I see between the hours of 9 a.m. and 5 p.m., then I should be covered.
Or not so covered, as the cosmetic case may be.
So yeah. I heard you. And it's not just on, betches. It's (slightly) off.
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