Tag Archives: Cosmetics
Know-It-All
Being the Smartypants that I am, I can’t help offering my helpful help. I have a vast amount of knowledge. Okay. A vast amount of opinions. And I am just bursting to share them. Some of my advice is based on actual experience. And some of my advice is based on no experience at all. …
Peau De Quoi?
I am more than willing to try anything that will make me look younger. I will stand in line. I will pay pretty big bucks. But – although I am often a beauty-fool – there is a little tiny piece of my brain (located right near the place that makes me wash the plastic forks) …
Un-Dorsed
In my obsession with youth, I write a lot about beauty products. I am willing to try just about any cream, lotion, oil – my favorite youthenizer is always giving way to my next favorite youthenizer. And then there’s makeup – I love primer, foundation, concealer, highlighter, blush, bronzer, eyeliner, shadow, powder. And lipgloss, lipstick, …
Move Over, Sue Ellen
Now that I have my blonde highlights, I figured I would go out and buy yet MORE new makeup. After all, now I’m a blonde (sort of), and so I might need slightly different shades. Although my favorite makeup arena is the drugstore aisle, I treated myself to a trip to Sephora. Sephora lets you …
My Beauty Advisor
When you’re a girly-girl, it doesn’t stop when you reach a certain age. I love makeup just as much as I did when I was twelve and bought my first Pink Cameo lipstick. Makeup holds so much promise. The next foundation might make me glow. The right eyeliner can turn me into Elizabeth Taylor (or …
Out Of This World
A few months ago, I expressed my suspicion that my husband might be an alien. He ate his turkey soup with a fork. And when I questioned him, he explained that he ALWAYS ate the ‘stuff’ out of the soup first with his fork, and then used his spoon for the broth. ALWAYS. But in …
The History of Lipstick, Chapter 60
Continuing the History of Lipstick, I’ve glossed over (pun intended) Chapters 2-59. Here are a few of the chapters you have missed: Good Color, Bad Taste Tastes Great, Weird Color Moisturizing – Like Chalk Perfumed Enough for Pepe Le Pieu – And Right Under My Nose Cracks Under Pressure Gone in Sixty Seconds A Pink-To-Purple …
The History Of Lipstick, Chapter One
I wore lipstick on Easter Sunday, 1963. I was twelve. In 1963, twelve was young for lipstick. None of my classmates were allowed. Only the grown-up girls. The eighth graders. But that was the point. I had older sisters. I needed to be a teenager long before I was one. My lipstick was pink. “Pink …
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