Making it up on a daily basis.



This, my dear readers, is my makeup stash.

I am sure you can make it out under all the dust.

There is a fairly new mascara there.

You can tell because it doesn't look like something that time forgot.

And, if you look really closely,

you might see what appears to be a cobweb.

There on the right.

Can you see it?

Needless to say, I don't walk out of the house fully made up very often.

Don't get me wrong.

I don't leave the house with bed hair

(or if I do, it is carefully yet nochalantly covered up by a casually placed yet trendy beret)

I don't leave home with a monobrow.

I learnt from a young age that us brunettes have hair responsibilities.

I don't leave home with a untended pimple like a guiding beacon to find my nose.

(Please let's all promise now not to perpetuate the myth that only teenagers

have to deal with zits.
Promise? Good)

I do my hair.

I pluck any stray eyebrows that set up squatter's right onto my face overnight.

I moisturise and I "powder" my nose.

But that's about it.

For a special occasion,

I will dust off the lipstick (literally it seems)

And a really special  event like a wedding

calls for some eye stuff.

On the flip side,

this means that I am quick to get ready

and boy, am I cheap.

Do you know how often you are meant to toss your makeup and start again?

Mascara?

Every 3 to 4 months.

Yes, 3 to 4 months.

Sometimes I don't dress up for 6 months at a time.

Eye shadows and powders?

Every 2 years.

 Lipstick?

Every 1-2 years.

I got married in 1995.

I still have my wedding day lippy and occasionally pull it out to see if it goes with my outfit.

It's a wonder it hasn't mutated into another life form by now
and crawled off to take over the world.

I would love nothing more than to be one of those people

who casually lippies up with some fire engine red to go buy milk

but I don't quite get there.

What I am hoping is that, in 20 years time,

Mother Nature, Old Man Time and anyone else on the "Ageing Gracefully" committee

 will decide that I have been good to my skin

and will repay me with a few less wrinkles and crow's feet.

But I am not holding my breath.

Maybe I can put all the money that I saved on makeup
into botox injections and cosmetic surgery.

I'll probably still come out ahead financially.