I guess some things never change.
As I applied my eye shadow this morning, I got a black eye. My daughter must have gotten into my makeup this weekend and mixed up my light with dark color. Grrr.
I don’t remember going into my mom’s makeup when I was in my 20s but, then again she only wore cherry-red lipstick and mascara found on an archeologist dig from Cleopatra’s time.
How does one get the brownish/black powder into the highlight color? I have had this compact for 5 months and managed to keep them separate. One day and poof – they are integrated.
It brought me back to the time that she put on my foundation, which was about 3 shades too dark for her. It was comical to hear her denials as her tears stained her splotchy orange cheeks. The tear tracks spelled out “guilty” so I just had her look in the mirror.
Now? I think I will just get some new eye shadow. And hide it.
Kiss always did scare me.
Being a rock star can be pretty expensive. Apparently, imitating one can be too. My son and his friends have decided to dress up as the band KISS for Halloween. Not even mentioning the fact that they are way too old to participate in Halloween dressing (late teens), I thought it was amusing to think that they would actually spend some time coming up with costumes and props. That is the only thing they’d be spending…
When he came in to tell us how much it would cost to be a member of the band, my guitar started smoking. My days of helping put together the whole Halloween costume are over, and I have always had a $25 limit on supplies needed for any one costume. He told me he would pay the money but no way is he, or anyone else in my family, spending $100 on a one-night stand.
My husband offered to help the kids learn how to do the spitting blood thing but they declined as he seemed a bit too eager as he was smacking one clenched fist into his other open hand. For my part, I offered to do their KISS makeup as I have a lot of red lipstick that I have gotten free in those cosmetics packages you get when you buy some department store makeup. I didn’t mention how much I have spent on that department store makeup. If he knew I spent $75 on some fancy skin cream for wrinkles and $35 for eyeshadow it would be my kiss of death.
“Every time Paul and Gene use my makeup, they have to pay me a royalty check. I think they changed the makeup so they didn’t have to pay me.” ~ Ace Frehley of KISS