the best part about Isabella’s little “i paint” adventure.
why yes, i AM a big fan of MAC. how did you ever know??
i’m actually not very good with make-up (or adventurous). I find the women at MAC to usually be very, erm, well, bitchy. and then i feel like a complete tool asking more than a few questions. like they are the sages of make-up and they are judging my face as i talk to them. she needs some more foundation, badly. and what on earth did she do to her eyes? she looks like some sort of rodent.
So i say “i’d like some good eye shadows for work. something for everyday. and then maybe something a little more going-out-y.”
instead of saying “i’m a little bit backwards when it comes to doing my eyes. so, if you could kindly show me what you mean by “the crease” or “blending into the corners for a smokey look” that would be helpful. thanks.”
the crease? i can’t seem to find the crease. i feel like Stan trying to find the clitoris in the south park movie.
and i say “i’d like to try a new eyeliner color”
instead of saying “i have a perfectly unused eyeliner at home because i can’t friggin’ figure out how to put the stuff on. so instead of buying a new one, can you teach me how to use the one i’ve got??”
above the lashes? below the lashes? my lashes just seem to get in the way. and that’s only the bottom lid….don’t even get me started on the top lid….because how on earth?!
i think i just need to bite the bullet and say
“look lady, i’m a mess. my mother doesn’t wear makeup. not even lipstick. no one taught me how to do this. teach me your ways, oh wise one!”
think that’ll work?
