This is one of those posts where I sort of catch you up, but also drink wine while writing said post, just to make it more interesting. Mmm, delicious Cabernet!
This past weekend was my little brother’s engagement party. I say “little” in the figurative sense, seeing as he is well above six feet tall. Perhaps “younger” would be the better adjective here. Anyway, I had fallen in love with this dress a while back...
...but after consulting with the family prior to the event, learned the Fanciness Level of said party, while Elevated, was not at the Tasteful Beading Level necessitating the purchase of this dress. BOO. Anyway, I pulled it together in time, and remembered this dress, which I’d purchased in the summer, but never worn.
Now, the thing about this dress is that it is basically the embodiment of all that is Mad Men, without all the adultery and mental illness. Consequently, I felt that I wanted—nay, NEEDED to find some red lipstick to go along with the chic little dress. Now, I haven’t worn lipstick in about a decade, and red lipstick in particular inevitably makes me look like a vampire whore, so this was a pretty steep order. Fortunately, one of the lovely Sephora helpers took me under his sparkly gay wing, and set me right. We tested a number of shades, and at last we found my color. He pronounced my lips to be divine, and swore up and down that I wouldn’t regret the purchase. And you know what? I don’t!
Yes, it's a bit dramatic, and I’m not saying this lipstick will be an everyday thing, but it’s always nice to mix up my look a little, and somehow NOT look like a vampire whore for once. (Or so I’d like to believe.) All in all, the dress and the makeup (and my cougar shoes! Can’t forget those!) seemed to work. Hooray!
If only I’d made a resolution to try something new, I could cross this off the list. SON OF A BITCH.
Oh, and the shade, by the way, is Nars Shanghai Express (a “semi matte warm brick red”). Though…I keep calling it “Shanghai Surprise”, which sounds like either a Chinese restaurant item, a sex act, or a Jackie Chan movie. Or, you know, a Jackie Chan-themed adult movie taking place in a Chinese restaurant. ANNNND, there’s the wine talking.
(Now that I’ve sufficiently frightened you, such that you will never take my beauty advice ever again, won’t you please go check out my latest BeautyHacks post on makeup brushes?)
Speaking of things I’ve been drinking lately, I recently tried Starbucks’ new London Fog Tea Latte. Now, I’m a big fan of their Vanilla Chai Tea Latte, and pretty much all of the drinks they make. (And I do mean that; I have a Starbucks in the lobby of my building, so I’ve basically tried everything. ENTRAPMENT!) This drink...just wow. Picture the foulest perfume you’ve ever smelled. Now add the smell of milk juuuuust on the cusp of turning. Toss in a touch of Earl Grey, and you have…The London Fog Latte! AVOID AT ALL COSTS, PEOPLE.
Also, I’m probably the last person to discover last.fm, but HOLY AWESOME. The only downside is that occasionally (like today) it will randomly play a song by Live. Specifically, A song by Live called “The Dolphin’s Cry,” which contains the worst lyrics ever put to paper by the hand of man. Lyrics like "swoon of peace,” “rose garden of trust” and “life is like a shooting star/it don’t matter who you are.” I just kept LISTENING to it, because it was just that bad. And then? I downloaded it so I could LISTEN TO IT SOME MORE. I’m pretty sure that’s a sign of some sort of sickness, no?
Oh, and because yesterday was evidently Delurking Day (and I am fashionably late!), won’t you please...do so?
If you need more specific direction, please feel free to share with me:
1) The worst song currently stuck in YOUR head.
2) Whether or not you also think Sir Topham Hatt is a massive tool. (The highest praise he can come up with for the trains is “very useful?” Really? REALLY?)
3) When you are throwing a party fancy enough for me to justify the purchase of Tastefully Beaded Dress, and also whether or not I can attend this party.
4) Any makeup/product related question you’d like me to address in the future on BeautyHacks. Just nothing about liquid eyeliner. I think we all know how that worked out for me.
5) Or, you know, just say hi.