morning at the mirror
morning at the mirror
Originally uploaded by Amy Grimes. I was taught by the woman at the Clinique counter to use my ring finger to apply my under eye cream. It's the weakest finger so it has less chance of stretching the delicate skin under my eye less I gain unsightly wrinkles. I was 17. Do they still say that? Or is it one of the everchanging makeup rules?
My Mom wasn't into makeup much. Or basic girly upkeep. Infact I don't think it was until the discovery of Estee Lauder about 8 years ago that she even wore base. She didn't need it though. Because of this I was a bit of a late bloomer. I learned the beauty basics on the fly. In middle school I remember Muffy (I think Melissa was her real name, but she never went by it) poking at my leg at my pantyhose and asking me why didn't I shave all that hair? I went home in tears and it was only then that my Mom gave me my first razor. She waited for me to approach her. She didn't believe in preventative humiliation, I guess.
It wasn't until college that I learned the "joys" of waxing, manicures and pedicures. For a few years I went crazy, working extra to keep up a frantic beauty schedule.
These days, it's morning in front of that mirror with my hair pulled back with a band. Makeup goes on in 5 minutes. A minute or two is dediacated to plucking and tweezing. Special occassions add the torture of a straightening iron. Pedis are a luxury at once a month. Waxing - once every 5-6 weeks. And manis are practically a thing of the past thanks to the drastic fingernail cutting routine that massage therapy demands.
Oh, and every morning a few minutes are taken to give Bronte a drink from the sink in spite of the fact B and I recently purchased her a $40 kitty fountain that has a stream of filtered water for her pleasure 24/7.
