Getting Girly

I bought make-up! I know, so out of character for me. But, I made a huge investment in the Mary Kay company yesterday; now I'm committed to wearing makeup like a girl! I've been all girled up.

I had to buy the whole she-bang because I don't didn't own anything other than a stick of chapstick. My two older girls and I sat down at the dining room table and a Mary Kay consultant gave us all a facial and makeover using all the products. She had a big suitcase on wheels full of little tubes and magical serums to make us all prettier than we'd ever been.

Gracie put makeup on too. She got to do her own. She looked like a clown! And then she said "Mom yookit me" and she shoved an eyeshadow applicator up her nose and grinned!

It worked. I bought stuff for all three of us. Gracie got to keep her eyeshadow applicator. I was not happy about the total bill, but Katie looked so shimmery and pretty and Lexie got rid of her racoon-eye look that she's been hiding behind for years, she looked beautiful, and I looked in the mirror and thought, wow, is that me? Looked like a better version of me! So, I let the lady abuse my credit card and we all got loads of makeup and special face stuff.

You think my husband doesn't understand my stroller addiction? A little bag of tubes of goo is going to confuse him even more! Especially since I paid more for make up than I did for any one of my strollers.

I did try to buy some on my own. But I walked up and down the beauty aisles in Target and realized I had no idea what I was looking at. How many shades of "pale white woman" are there? I'm glad I had a lady come over and help me figure out what I want.

I haven't worn makeup since I had a job. And then, I wore cheap stuff and just the basics, whatever I had to wear to get by in the cubicle world. I haven't worked for six years now, and my face has been untouched by gloppity goo since then. It was liberating to run around with a naked face! But, I'm back to being a normal woman, enhanced by the coverage and colors of Mary Kay products.

In one of my college classes, we were discussing women of the Middle East and how they wear a veil over their face. And I thought, what is the difference between a Surah or a pound of makeup on your face? Seems kind of the same to me, hiding, covering up.

Anyway, I've decided to join the rest of the women of the world and cover my naked face with makeup. I'm excited and oppressed at the same time. But, we will have wedding photos and I want to look nice and smooth like the other ladies. I've given in to the social norm. I feel so princessy and girly!