The other day I bought new eyeshadow. It said it was for blue eyes, and it had 3 colors: brown, gray/blue, and silver. You're supposed to get all fancy and layer them artistically. I don't. I slap on one color, use eyeliner and a dash of mascara, and call it good.
So what color would I use of the three? Certainly not the silver. That was for highlighting under the arch of the eyebrow. Brown? Perhaps. To see, I did up one eye in brown. But what about the gray? I did up the other eye in the gray eyeshadow, which actually turned kind of a blue/gray once it was on my eyelid. I couldn't decide which eyeshadow I liked best, so I decided to do some chores around the house and think about it. And of course I promptly forgot I was wearing two starkly different colors on my eyes.
So naturally I went shopping like that. Ran errands here and there, and it wasn't until I got home and happened to glance at myself in the bathroom mirror that I realized why people had been giving me odd looks. I felt like a Siberian Husky with one brown eye and one blue. I love getting old and senile.
Returning with a different angle
5 years ago
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