32 New Things: Wear False Eyelashes
I don't know about you, but I was absent from girl-school on eye makeup day and now, at 32, I'm pretty set in my eyeliner and mascara routine. On the rare occasion that someone with skills has done my eyes, I've been amazed at how fantastic they look and saddened that I am apparently incapable of duplicating the results on my own. I've tried, for sure- my Rubbermaid shoebox full of assorted eye shadows, liners, lash curlers and tints are a testament to that- but I've just never been entirely successful at it. And one thing you certainly will not find in my stash is fake eyelashes. While I love the idea of them, as a person who can't really even apply eyeliner correctly, it seems like a good idea to keep anything involving glue a nice safe distance from my vulnerable eyeballs.
Well, friends, there's a first time for everything and my fake eyelash time has come. With the assistance of my cousin, who assured me it was no big deal, we glued those suckers on and headed out on the town.
I'm totally kidding. We didn't head out on the town because that is a completely stupid thing to say. But the eyelashes, they were glued. They looked awesome, not fake at all. They stayed put. One of my secret fears was that they would not stay where they were placed and at some point in the evening would show up on my cheek or forehead or some other inopportune place, but I am happy to report that they didn't move until I peeled them off the next morning. Although they felt a little weird at first, once I was used to them I didn't even notice they were on and I could totally blink and, you know, look at things. Like normal, only flashier. I'm not saying they're magical, I'm just saying I may have received compliments such as "Gorgeous" and "Stunning". I may also be making that up and you'll never know.
This is such a non-event that it's kind of silly it's even on my list, but there you go. Fake eyelashes- totally a doable thing. I mean, I don't think I'll be busting them out for the office or the grocery store or anything, but I'm glad to know I can pull them off without looking like that televangelist woman who used to cry on TV. Success.
Well, friends, there's a first time for everything and my fake eyelash time has come. With the assistance of my cousin, who assured me it was no big deal, we glued those suckers on and headed out on the town.
I'm totally kidding. We didn't head out on the town because that is a completely stupid thing to say. But the eyelashes, they were glued. They looked awesome, not fake at all. They stayed put. One of my secret fears was that they would not stay where they were placed and at some point in the evening would show up on my cheek or forehead or some other inopportune place, but I am happy to report that they didn't move until I peeled them off the next morning. Although they felt a little weird at first, once I was used to them I didn't even notice they were on and I could totally blink and, you know, look at things. Like normal, only flashier. I'm not saying they're magical, I'm just saying I may have received compliments such as "Gorgeous" and "Stunning". I may also be making that up and you'll never know.
This is such a non-event that it's kind of silly it's even on my list, but there you go. Fake eyelashes- totally a doable thing. I mean, I don't think I'll be busting them out for the office or the grocery store or anything, but I'm glad to know I can pull them off without looking like that televangelist woman who used to cry on TV. Success.
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