Left to right: Catticus Finch (sample), Amber, IMAM, Pride, Lust, and 23.
Yesterday was an incredibly productive day for me makeup-wise, even though I spent most of it with nothing on (my face) except some loose powder and mascara. Here’s why: I finally took my battle station (a plastic silverware tray) out of the dresser where it has sat in place for the last several months, and did a major sort-and-clean. I’d spilled a ton of my favorite dark-gold eyeshadow all over the place a week ago, which made me shriek with almost-physical pain when it happened, and since then I’d been too heartbroken (and lazy) to clean up all of the loose powder that was no longer in its jar and therefore was no longer going to go on my eyes.
But yesterday I finally bit the bullet, put a towel on the bed and put the powder-stained tray all over it, and started sorting through. I ended up de-stashing numerous loose eyeshadows, samples and full sizes, and a whole bunch of lipsticks and nail polishes. It’s amazing how stuff accumulates, between free samples and impulse buys both online and at the drugstore (although I try not to do that so much anymore). By the end, my silverware tray battle station was remarkably lighter, emptier, and cleaner.
Obviously, I rewarded myself by finally opening my recently-arrived Hello Waffle order, and spending an afternoon with it.
The Avengers: Age of Ultron trailer has leaked! Or been released or whatever!
Below is the series of texts I sent my boyfriend immediately after watching it on Friday (full disclosure: I may also have been coming down with a fever) (also full disclosure: sorry for the Ebola reference, that’s a cheap shot):
Anyone who knows me well knows that I am a huge Avengers fan (although, like Brad, they might be a little confused by it), so while I had planned to do a Halloween-themed Makeup Monday today, naturally all of that took a backseat to a look inspired by Bruce Banner/The Hulk, my favorite Avenger. I like him because of the contrast he presents between strength and vulnerability; while he’s outwardly invincible, he struggles inwardly with the very demons that give him his strength. I don’t know anyone who doesn’t have some inkling of what it’s like to try and reconcile separate versions of oneself.
I also think Bruce Banner would be the best Avenger hang out with. Captain America? Boring. Thor? So dumb. Tony Stark? Super needy. Those two Agents? Blergh. Nick Fury? Way scary. Obviously Loki is the only person in there you’d ever really want to hang out with, but if supervillains are off the table, then I’m 100% picking Bruce Banner.
Pardon my mysteriousness.
Fridays are always long days for me, made even longer by the fact of the weekend awaiting just past 5:00, my usual hour of departure from the office (if I’m lucky). This Friday in particular included a bus ride home through traffic and then frantic packing and an hourlong drive to my parents’ house as rain clouds gathered ominously overhead—hardly the relaxing start to the weekend that I would have preferred. (My partner and I had vague plans to hike the trails that twine the woods and fields around my parents’ rural home, but of course the next morning dawned rainy and cold and we elected to spend it playing with my parents’ kitten and drinking hot chocolate in front of their fireplace. Priorities.)
Anyway, so in the midst of all this chaos, it was a delight to come home and discover a package from innocent + twisted alchemy on top of the cabinet record player, where we usually deposit our mail.