I had a crazy little make up haul last week and this usually causes me to spend a whole day playing with my face. However I got side tracked and ended up playing before I headed off to work. Thankfully I liked the result, got on my bike and off I went. Half way through the day I walk into a meeting with THE SUPERIOR, he had that very “close the door we need to talk” sound in his voice and my brain went into overdrive wondering how he caught me rolling up and down the office in a kaftan we had bought for a photoshoot on a work chair when I thought I was alone one early morning. The SUPERIOR started by saying I look different today and in my overly hyper head I didn’t think and I went into one major over share “oh you noticed my new make up, I contoured, and my brows are a bit darker, I probably need to wax them but I kind of like how full they are, and my pores are all covered thanks to this primer….. thats probably what you noticed” as I caught my breath the Superior said “….I was just asking if that was a new dress” …. sigh… why do I always get these things so wrong.
In the end it was all good news whispered behind conference doors and I still think my make up was on form. It lasted through work and gym (read: through my man sweat) all the way home for me to pop on a slather of my new favourite lippy and take selfies. Living the dream right there. Living the make up dream.
P.S my new Origins Mask from Mecca Maxima is the bees moisturised to dewy perfection knees! If you suffer from dry skin in winter, get onto it. It’s heaven!