Makeup Isn't for Sissies

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Couple months back I realized how much out of touch with current makeup fashions I had become when I began looking for a lipstick color to replace one I had used for years. There are a couple names for what I was searching for but obviously Frosted Peach, or Iced Peach is no longer a fashionable lipstick color. I tried multi variations of color combinations with no luck. I finally found what I wanted on one of those trips to OKC.
Thus set me on a path to looking at what it takes for Makeup in today's world when one isn't seeking just a replacement item in their home stock. It's unbelievable what a girl will gather over time without realizing how prices have marched up with time marching on. Dropping into the store and picking up one item doesn't result in sticker shock unless one looks at the items not on the shopping list. Forty dollars for a tube of lipstick? Did they include the man in the tube to offer up kisses after application?

Makes one feel sorry for the young girls starting out who need to build up their makeup kit from the ground up and not having a clue what works for their color and features. I imagine a couple million dollars of new makeup is tossed into the trash every year as the young beginners find out they made a really bad error in their choice at the counter. One of the managers at Walmart let me in on a not so secret, secret. Makeup is the most stolen items in the store amounting to a thousand dollar inventory loss every week. Who knew?

The not so obvious answer to the Makeup madness is to do the internet search now days. There are a lot of five dollar brands which are just as good and sometimes better than the forty dollar high end brands. The way to find out what works best for one's own color and features, trust me ladies, you do change both with time and age. What worked when you were twenty won't work when you're sixty. Young fresh can get away with almost anything. Certainly a lot of things they shouldn't but they are young and push the boundaries.

Sorry, my thought train got derailed there for a moment. With age it happens more often. Probably about the same frequency when I was still wearing diapers. Ladies there are a couple answers to the Makeup dilemma. One is to schedule an appointment with a Makup Artist. In my part of the world their prices range from forty dollars to a tad over a hundred dollars, depending on the artist and what a client wanted in the way of makeup. Makeup lessons run around two hundred forty dollars.

Take a surf through all the makeup drug store kits which are supposed to be the five dollar tube of lipstick as opposed to the forty dollar one.
Momma might have shared some of her beauty. To hold onto that with age takes help from a billion dollar industry dedicated to me just to make it happen. I know because they tell me so in every advertisement.
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Hugs People
Barb
Have fun with life. It's too short to take seriously.
PS: If you see three goats call me. They got out yesterday and I have yet to find them. If you're not busy, join me on a goat hunt. Probably as good or better than Snip hunting.

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So?

Will you come to take them home?

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Wrong Goats

BarbieLee's picture

You stole them and planned on pawning them off on me and then turning me in. Payday upon payday. Ain't working Sweet Heart. You are dealing in Carpathian goat, or Russian White. If you stole them from the Russian Mafia, I don't know you and we aren't looking for your body when this is over.
Maybe Bru can help you out, she deals in a lot of hot merchandise, not all of it is state secrets, or misplaced jewels, bearer bonds. She might even give you a new identity. She has hundreds of them she uses herself.
Goats came running when I walked out into the field. Followed me back to the pen knowing they would get a horse cookie. Spoiled rotten. I'm not telling you the breed of my goats, you'll want to heist them too. I know some people I'm not naming names but are rotten.
Hugs QModo
Barb
Life is a challenge, staying to the finish everyone is a champion.
PS: Put on a big pot of Cowboy Beans this morning. Yuh'all are welcome to drop in. Might even make some cornbread to go with.
Two Lbs pinto beans
One Lb hamburger
One Lb bacon
One can of Chili
One large onion diced
One bulb of garlic diced
add pepper, salt, Worcestershire, A-1, and everything else you can get your paws on

Beans been simmering for nine hours now. Everything is blended together. I think I might have got carried away with the black pepper as just a tad too much. Still great beans and the long cook time is why they need to go into a crock pot instead of on top the stove. This batch was on the stove. Even if the burner was turned down so it was no more than a candle flame, they still needed stirring time to time to keep from burning in the bottom. Taste is a little off. I forgot something? Barbecue sauce?

Oklahoma born and raised cowgirl

Did not

By the way they are genuine Samogitien goats. They bleat "M" instead of "Meah-meah-meah". I asked them where were they from, they chorused, "B-B-Lee." Sure they are yours. How did you manage to send them here - it's a question.

Thank God I grew up on a Dairy Farm

BarbieLee's picture

The really deep "stuff" I can still handle. Listen SweetPea, the one who spreads the smelly stuff here is Moi' Where did you take a wrong turn in your training of Cons R Us? Must have been when your momma didn't get a good hold and dropped you on your head when she lifted you out of the baby carriage. I didn't fall out of the tater wagon on the way to town yesterday. I may have bought goats when I told the guy I wanted sheep but it won't happen again.
Hugs QModo, try and behave would you!
Barb
Life is too short to take it seriously. Poke at it with a stick, I do.

Oklahoma born and raised cowgirl