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Fancied up and steppin' out

As I'd stayed up past 3am the night before, chatting with Wadsworth and Colonel Mus-tard, I was delighted that I actually managed to sleep in on Saturday. I didn't wake up until 11 or so, and had no real plans for the day, other than a graduation party for a co-worker in the afternoon.

Some time around noon, Robin called and said that she and her sister were going to get makeovers at the mall and that they had an extra spot so I was coming along. I hemmed and hawed but couldn't find a good reason not to do it, so I agreed if she would go to the graduation party with me.

Unfortunately, I then poked around on the computer for so long that when I realized what time it was, I had to rush to get ready. I ran and took a quick shower, got dressed, dried my hair and drove to Robin's. On the way, I felt like something was wrong. My hair felt funny - sort of heavy, like I'd put too many products in it. Then when I thought further, I couldn't remember putting any products in it. In fact, I couldn't remember washing it. Somehow I had managed to take a shower and forget to wash my hair. WHO TAKES A SHOWER AND FORGETS TO WASH THEIR HAIR?

Anyway, we went to Marshall Fields' Christian Dior counter, where they were doing free makeovers by appointment. We were asked if we were going to Prom, because apparently most of the people getting makeovers were there for that. Sigh. No, I am only about seven years too old for Prom, thank you. Robin told the woman that we weren't going anywhere special and I don't wear makeup, so she should do something subtle and natural.

The woman really liked my eyelashes. She and the other makeup ladies stared and oohed and aaahed and coveted them. I think she felt, somehow, that these lashes were wasted on someone who does not wear makeup, so she decided to sabotage them. I have perfectly lovely eyelashes normally, but by putting 40 coats of heavy-drama mascara on, she was able to clump them together so that I had about three eyelashes for each eye. I suppose I should be glad Robin told her to do something natural, or it would have been 50 coats.

Thankfully Robin and I were able to brush them out with some eye makeup remover and a mascara wand. And other than that, my makeup was pretty fine. It took way too much time and effort and felt too artificial to do all the time, but it was pretty interesting to see what could be done to my face. It was a shame that I had managed to FORGET TO WASH MY HAIR because I was way too conscious of that to really appreciate the makeup.

We returned to my house after the makeovers and I changed into something dressy for the party and put my hair up so that I could ignore the fact that I had FORGOTTEN TO WASH IT. Once I was all dressed up and no longer thinking about my stupid UNWASHED HAIR, I felt a lot better.

We went to Taco Bell to get something to eat before hitting the road. Sitting there in the drive-thru it struck me: I didn't really want to go to this graduation party. I didn't want to drive all that distance in the rain and traffic for the party of someone I don't even know that well.

So instead, Robin and I decided that we needed to show off our faces and go to the bar. We met up with her sister and brother-in-law at Conor's, then went to the Full Moon because we were too lazy/ill-shod to walk to Ashley's and too drunk to drive there. All in all, no one besides waiters and family members looked at us, so our faces were probably not used to their full advantage.

When I came home to remove the makeup, I used at least eight cotton balls, which was freakily excessive to me. I don't usually use more than lipstick and mascara, so I have no idea what's normal, but I have to believe that isn't.

srah - Sunday, 2 May 2004 - 2:08 PM

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Comments (6)

gravatar alfie - May 3, 2004 - 8:46 AM -

Which bar did you people drunk-dial me from? Thank you for all of your insane comments, it wasn't creepy at all. Although I know, it was mostly Robin.

gravatar katie - May 3, 2004 - 9:55 AM -

Ok, makeup wearer speaking here. They always put waaaay too much on. So do the people on tv. Too much makeup. Mine takes about 3 minutes total in the morning, and I wear foundation, powder, eyeshadow, mascara and lipstick. To take it off at night I have this lovely smelling goop that I wipe on my eyes/eyelashes. I let it sit there for a few seconds while I brush my teeth. Then I just wash my face and poof! Done.

So, you received a very poor impression.

gravatar srah - May 3, 2004 - 6:17 PM -

I hate it when women get so dependent on makeup that they're ashamed to have their natural face seen. That creeps me out and is one of many reasons I've never gotten into makeup.

gravatar Cheryl - May 3, 2004 - 8:08 PM -

I have forgotten to rinse my hair following conditioning. But I've NEVER FORGOTTEN TO WASH IT.

gravatar katie - May 4, 2004 - 8:30 AM -

Srah - I hate that too. It's like "Oh no! My face is showing! The horror! The horror!" I could care less. I just wear makeup cuz it's fun.

And this morning while I was in the shower, I stood there trying to remember if I had JUST washed my hair, or if I still needed to. Seriously. You're infecting people.

gravatar Smuj - May 4, 2004 - 9:42 AM -

I'm sure I wash my hair 2 or 3 times some mornings when I'm still in zombie mode.

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