Sep 12 2006
Here’s Looking At You, Kid
As Mr. Bogart would say.
Rita thought it was my turn for a close-up. My primping has known no bounds lately. Today I had my eyebrows re-glamorized, and my eyelashes tinted. I may also have finally found the perfect nude lipgloss. It looks scary in the tube, but fabbo on. I’ll let you know if it’s just a flirtation or true love in a few days (it doesn’t take girls long to make up their minds).
I do have a reason for all this glamorizing (as if a girl needs one; also, I can justify almost anything I really want). I have a conference on Monday and Tuesday, at which I have to masquerade as a convincing grown-up, business cards** and all. Eeek! After the rigors of faux adulthood, I’m rewarding myself with a few days with the family, and I want to look as good as I can after not seeing them for a year.
*A friend of mine read an article where the writer was described as “Italian writer and patriot.” We couldn’t decide how to describe ourselves at the time, but the clarity of detox suggests this for me: “Recovering hedonist and seeker of the perfect nude gloss”. May have to be revised after the new lipgloss tryout, though.
**Do you think it will hurt my credibility that my business card case looks like this?
