Today, my little sister was convinced that she could teach me how to put on make up, since it is highly essential that I look good for my work's Christmas party coming up on Saturday. Oh was she sooooooo wrong. The foundation and blush was easy enough to apply, despite the fact that it was quite a shade too pale so to make me look like a vampire from Twilight than it's real purpose as a skin tone refiner. Then came the eyeliner. "Why do you flicker your eyelids so much. It's not that hard to apply eyeliner". Unbeknown to by sister, I do not find having something potentially being able to poke out my eye, highly appealing. Oh but did I mention the eyelash curler????? My eyelashes are so short that no matter how much I jammed that eyelash curler into my eye socket, on advice from my lovely sis, it still didn't manage to catch any eyelashes, let alone get them to curl. The fake lashes didn't look too bad though, after having to take them off and re-glue them five or six times. After an hour, what a transformation. I went from looking like the good girl next door to trashy heroin addict.
Moral of the story? I should stay clear of make-up. Period.
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