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Tuesday, 8 March 2011
Making It Up As I Go Along
The nice Illamasqua lady sent me a press release the other day for their new Spring/Summer make up collection, called Toxic Nature. They must have seen my garden. *
It got me thinking about how make up can be such a morale booster. Well, it is for me. Probably not such a comfort if you come home early one day to find your husband in Mac lipstick and Nars Orgasm (it's a blusher, ok) wearing a nice little frock and fishnets, but heck, it takes all sorts.
A trillion years ago when I was a trainee lawyer in a big City law firm, 6pm was the witching hour. This was when predatory qualified lawyers would prowl around picking off any stray trainees who had not been fleet of foot enough to skedaddle, and drag them into their lair to proof read a few hundred pages of some bond documentation. Now and again, I would get caught, and then a long, fun-packed evening of typo spotting and trying not to fall asleep while another trainee droned their way through section 138, default by bondholders etc., lay ahead.
If we were really lucky, we might be released for 20 mins to go have supper in the staff canteen before returning to our task. The canteen in the evenings was scary - just a few solitary pale young men stoking up on hamburger and chips before putting in another 98 hours at their desks. Actually that's where Mr B used to eat every night..
One such evening when I was sulking at my desk, a very beautiful Chinese lawyer dropped by for a chat. She was working late too. She was terribly glamorous, with long silky black hair, wore elegant suits and silk blouses and her lipstick was a soft pink. And she mentioned how, when she had to stay late, she always put on some lipstick and perfume, because it lifted her morale. I have always remembered that. And I do find a bit of slap application is curiously relaxing, a bit of escapism. Just taking time out and feeling that you and your face can face the world again, afterwards.
Mind you, not sure the insects in the hair look would go down too well in the City. Or at the school gates.
The one thing I don't like about make up is what happened to me recently. I looked in the mirror and saw a washed out, tired middle aged woman. Oh well, I thought to myself, I will look much better once I've got my make up on.
Dahlings - I ALREADY HAD MY MAKE UP ON! AAAAAAGH!
On the subject of make up, I have discovered (through Hestia's Larder which I love and is on my blogroll) a blog called Facegoop. This is a beguiling mix of humour and make up/beauty reviews, in the form of a dialogue between 2 friends. Do go visit, it's fun and informative. http://www.facegoop.com/
So, Illamasqua. I am still loving my red lipstick in Box.
I might be tempted by one of their Toxic Nature lipsticks or lipglosses. They have a Flagship Store in Beak St, Mayfair. They may want to bolt down the testers in readiness for a Blighty visit.
Even cars look better with a bit of cosmetic enhancement. Saw this one yesterday. How cute!
*Please note that no payment or products were received by me from Illamasqua for this post. Not even the teeniest weeniest sample. The meanies. But hey, I live in hope.