This, my lovelies, is what I like to call heaven. Brand new makeup.The glossy new holder alone makes you want to throw on a pair of gloves as to not leave fingerprints. Buying cosmetic products gives me tingles, the wonderful neon lights glinting off of the shiney canisters as I walk down the beauty aisle makes me feel like I'm in a dream. Then there are the angels. The beautiful little stands pertaining to each company, whom I bow down to habitually; M.A.C, Mary Kay, UTLA, Lola, Sephora. It goes on and on, and endless, sweet dream of temptation, desire, and beauty.
I get home, carefully open my new cosmetics and then end up putting it away, promising myself I'll save these wonderful products for a more needful time, these are pretty expensive, rightly so of course. But the temptation digs into my center. I try to push away the thoughts of my lonely new friends on the vanity, just waiting to be used, but I can't seem to make them leave entirely. The strange part is, I hate using new makeup. Especially eyeshadows and blushes, the have the perfect little designs in them with the company's name, it kills me to screw up such art. But I can't help wanting to try everything out. No, I give myself limits for a reason. I must save it for later!
I used it. Desire gives way and I have to use it. To quote Beyonce; A sweet dream became a beautiful nightmare.
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I feel the same way about opening a new box of art supplies....using oil pastels for the first time is so sweet and yet so painful...so although I don't know much about make up I can relate!
ReplyDeleteTotally. I love new things in general, but new makeup is supreme.
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