O Naturale Beauty, I am NOT
Thursday morning I dropped my car off for maintenance and picked it up in the evening.
The AM Look:
- Hair in a ponytail
- Glasses
- Chapstick
The PM Look:
- Contacts
- Bare Escentuals
- Becca under eye concealer
- Dior eyeshadow
- Almay liquid black eye liner
- Kohl pencil liner
- Fresh Mascara
- Lacome blush
- Max Factor lipstick in Sepia
- Hair down and swinging in full curl glory
The service man's jaw dropped when he saw me in the evening. He even said, "Wow, you're the same girl from the morning.. wow." He then went to check out my ring finger and frowned.
I took the time to get ready this morning. Every co-worker stopped by my office to compliment me. When I am sans makeup, the co-workers probably feel it's more polite and not say, "Sh*t man, you look like ass." My coffee lady stopped during mid-purchase to exclaim, "Wooooow... yooou're so preeeeeetty." Did I mention that my office-mate of 3 months at my previous job didn't recognize me the one day I came to the office in sex-i-licious Bengali Chick mode?
Co-worker: Hi. Are you new here?
Me: It's me, Bengali Chick!
Co-worker: [shocked expression on face] Oh! You look really nice. [Checks out ring finger]
Moral of the story: O naturale is crap... that sh*t doesn't work for me.
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