I got to Julie’s house half dressed. As I always do. Since I’ve had a kid I have somehow lost the art of getting dressed at one time. It’s usually is done in phases…like the building of a dilapidated house…
Phase 1) get showered and brush teeth while shaving over grown hairs on legs…oh, while also trying not to cut myself as my accident self is prone to do…
Phase2) get some clothes on and grab some jewelry…any jewelry, just make sure it’s not what my grandmother would choose. Jewelry has this odd way of making people think you took a while to get ready. Suckers.
Phase 3) get distracted by a spilled sippie cup, slip on “Lightning McQueen” and/ or my phone ringing while I search to find it
Phase 4) dry hair half way. Then attempt to use round brush in hopes that my hair might look “finished”. Which is interrupted by me thinking “hmm, might be a good idea to go make sure Roman isn’t into anything. Which he usually is…I often find him eating a bag of oreos that were hidden or making his way through dark chocolate in my purse…
Phase 5) Oh , well…hair will have to air dry, my child is now on sugar high.
Phase 6) try to put makeup on but realize I am out of time. Always out of time in my world.
Phase 7) pack up makeup and any lose belongings and finish the whole process while working my way towards my next destination.
Well, this Saturday night was a phase 7 kind of night…except I FORGOT my makeup!!! But, I didn’t realize this until shortly before the party was to start. And in the middle of my gabbing, I froze. Ahhh, I forgot my makeup and I am not going to have enough time to go home!
Now, I know what you are thinking… “ just borrow julie’s makeup.” Well, you see problem with that is she is this gorgeous red head with porcelain skin and I am this stayed out in the sun too much in my teen years, with some weird looking brown spots post baby skin! So, using her makeup wasn’t an option.
Aha! I had an idea. There was a Wal Mart(no offense,but I am a Target kind of gal) down the street and I begrudgingly headed there to get some cheap, make me look decent, please kind of makeup.
I weeded through the geriatric and teen products to try to find something that would accommodate my 33 year old need of a quick, cheap lift skin.
And after my eyes were hurting from all the fluorescent lights beaming down on the plethora of choices I found this little angel!
And a hallelujah chorus broke out!! I picked out one that seemed to match my skin and swiped it up and then put it in my nasty, germ ridden basket.
I slapped it on my face and I was in shock. This stuff was a whoppin $7.99 and looked way better than my MAC powder that costs $30! Where had this beauty been all my life?
It wasn’t heavy, it wasn’t too shiny, and best of all it matched my skin..let’s be honest, no matter how good the makeup is if it’s darker than your neck its stock just plummets. And so does your face.
So if you need something that will take some years off you and give you the smoothness of a baby’s bottom…and if you don’t buy into the philosophy of :the more expensive it is then the better it is.. well,then try this little gem.
The worst that can happen is you had to go to Wal Mart on a Saturday night….
Me and all my college buds on a hot night in August!! Post makeup, of course!