You know I don't believe in soulmates, but that is because I had yet to meet J. We work together, and she is on the newsletter staff, and I am the proud editor of said staff, so that is how we met and fell in love. Somehow one day we got to talking about makeup, which probably started out with me saying something like, "I like your concealer. Where did you get that?
My high school best friend, Donna, can do an impeccable impression of me admiring someone's makeup and asking where they got that. She sounds ludicrous and I am certain that is exactly how I sound. "I like your eye shadow. Where did you get that?"
Anyway, turns out J and I are equally obsessed with all things cosmetic, and yesterday we went shopping at lunch, and discussed makeup from the moment we laid eye-shadowed eyes on each other till we came back to work tarted up like we were entering a toddler beauty pageant. I know I use that line all the time but shut up, it's a good one.
Here we are at lunch, and below is me with my new eyebrow darkener that I got on our trip. Do I look insane, or enhanced?
Let me know. Am on fence and Ned is afraid of me, so. Need someone who will tell me. Also, I sit next to all boys now at work, so they were all, yeah, looks great. Zzzzzz.
All right, I've gotta go. I took my antibiotic on an empty stomach and feel decidedly bad. Must eat quickly.
Queasily,
June
