Men become much more attractive when they start looking older. But it doesn't do much for women, though we do have an advantage: makeup. -- Bette Davis
Today I went shopping...with full intentions of picking up Christmas stuff..but, in all honesty, I wasn't ' feeling it '. I WAS however feeling blah..icky..and sullen. I went to Bayshore..not my favourite mall in the world..but it's convenient. I was cutting through the cosmetics/skin care section and decided to stop to pick up a new bar of Clinique soap, since my youngest son had recently flushed mine down the toilet...a mistake he said...uhhuh....I waited at the counter....and waited.....shifting from foot to foot..clearing my throat...clicking my car keys on the glass countertop....the two attendants working the Clinique counter never saw me...I caught my reflection in one of the many mirrors and was saddened to discover that I didn't suddenly possess the Power of Invisibilty..they were simply ignoring me. I said...." excuse me girls...all I need is a bar of soap here." that seemed to make them happy, the fact that I wasn't about to be taking up too much of their time.. I paid and left. I was irritated but in all honesty...I have come to expect this level of service almost everywhere. I started past the M.A.C counter and stopped..something I rarely do because the M.A.C girls intimidate the crap out me....they're kinda like the really cool but somewhat bizarre drama class girls from highschool. All dressed in black..various streaks of colours in their hair...artfully applied lipsticks on perfect matte faces. I felt it was safe to stop momentarily because the M.A.C girls were huddled in a corner chatting and given the fact that customer service no longer exists...I figured I had time to peruse.
I was wrong....dead wrong.
The M.A.C girls are like mascara weilding ninjas. I didn't even see her come over...she just materialized in front of me. I heard her offer her assistance, and for a moment, I felt panic. Clearly I didn't belong here!! I look way more ' soccer mom ' than ' rockerchick'..and I've always associated M.A.C with trendy and young and so not me. I always purchase L'ancome or Elizabeth Arden or Clinique...all my makeup is ' neutral' or ' classic ' ...I think that translates to boring. I was fumbling for an exit line...and she said...( and this is where it gets weird )
" You have gorgeous eyes. If you have some time, I'd like to try some colours on you that I think would really look incredible? "
weird, eh?
a customer service representative actually OFFERING customer service??? AND a flattering remark to boot...and with that, the other two M.A.C girls approached, offering palette suggestions, application tips, seating me in a chair and working their magic like fairy godmothers...well ummm..not quite...more like fairy goth inspired ravers.
And I gotta tell you....M.A.C has some outstanding products. They chose colours I would simply never have tried...golds, fuschias, deep royal purples....I have greenish blue eyes and after an application of a seriously hot pink eye shadow called ' passionate ' my eyes looked ' awake' and the colour truly popped. You have to try the
StudiomistFoundation. ......very cool...amazing finish.
I was with the M.A.C chicks for nearly an hour...I bought a few items that I had to have..( I'll add the rest to my Christmas wishlist ) . Thanked them for the excellent service and left seriously happy.
It may have just been makeup, but it lifted my spirits. I felt great. It was that little something that took me out of my ' neutral ' rut...and now, I'm sold. M.A.C will certainly receive my business from now on and I'm sure after my mother tries some of their concealer on her cat inflicted scars..she'll be an avid fan as well...
I so needed a spirit lift..a boost to my morale... meditating or a Starbucks chai latte wasn't going to help at all this time. I had a wicked head cold last week 
( I'm a whiner ..I know ) had a bout with a shawarma induced food poisoning episode this week...and my mother ( who is almost always a trip ) was mauled by her $1000.00 ragdoll cat, Star, who I call Montecore for obvious reasons. I mean MAULED...the cat launched an attack on my mother that resulted in her requiring stitches and antibiotics..hence a trip to the hospital..and since my mother does nothing without an entourage...my sister and I were summoned from opposite ends of Ottawa to escort her. Do animals ever suffer from psychosis?? I have often wondered about this since my mother purchased this fluffy, beautiful, but so obviously, heinous spawn from Hell .. I digress....anyway...
( I'm a whiner ..I know ) had a bout with a shawarma induced food poisoning episode this week...and my mother ( who is almost always a trip ) was mauled by her $1000.00 ragdoll cat, Star, who I call Montecore for obvious reasons. I mean MAULED...the cat launched an attack on my mother that resulted in her requiring stitches and antibiotics..hence a trip to the hospital..and since my mother does nothing without an entourage...my sister and I were summoned from opposite ends of Ottawa to escort her. Do animals ever suffer from psychosis?? I have often wondered about this since my mother purchased this fluffy, beautiful, but so obviously, heinous spawn from Hell .. I digress....anyway...
Today I went shopping...with full intentions of picking up Christmas stuff..but, in all honesty, I wasn't ' feeling it '. I WAS however feeling blah..icky..and sullen. I went to Bayshore..not my favourite mall in the world..but it's convenient. I was cutting through the cosmetics/skin care section and decided to stop to pick up a new bar of Clinique soap, since my youngest son had recently flushed mine down the toilet...a mistake he said...uhhuh....I waited at the counter....and waited.....shifting from foot to foot..clearing my throat...clicking my car keys on the glass countertop....the two attendants working the Clinique counter never saw me...I caught my reflection in one of the many mirrors and was saddened to discover that I didn't suddenly possess the Power of Invisibilty..they were simply ignoring me. I said...." excuse me girls...all I need is a bar of soap here." that seemed to make them happy, the fact that I wasn't about to be taking up too much of their time.. I paid and left. I was irritated but in all honesty...I have come to expect this level of service almost everywhere. I started past the M.A.C counter and stopped..something I rarely do because the M.A.C girls intimidate the crap out me....they're kinda like the really cool but somewhat bizarre drama class girls from highschool. All dressed in black..various streaks of colours in their hair...artfully applied lipsticks on perfect matte faces. I felt it was safe to stop momentarily because the M.A.C girls were huddled in a corner chatting and given the fact that customer service no longer exists...I figured I had time to peruse.
I was wrong....dead wrong.
The M.A.C girls are like mascara weilding ninjas. I didn't even see her come over...she just materialized in front of me. I heard her offer her assistance, and for a moment, I felt panic. Clearly I didn't belong here!! I look way more ' soccer mom ' than ' rockerchick'..and I've always associated M.A.C with trendy and young and so not me. I always purchase L'ancome or Elizabeth Arden or Clinique...all my makeup is ' neutral' or ' classic ' ...I think that translates to boring. I was fumbling for an exit line...and she said...( and this is where it gets weird )
" You have gorgeous eyes. If you have some time, I'd like to try some colours on you that I think would really look incredible? "
weird, eh?
a customer service representative actually OFFERING customer service??? AND a flattering remark to boot...and with that, the other two M.A.C girls approached, offering palette suggestions, application tips, seating me in a chair and working their magic like fairy godmothers...well ummm..not quite...more like fairy goth inspired ravers.
And I gotta tell you....M.A.C has some outstanding products. They chose colours I would simply never have tried...golds, fuschias, deep royal purples....I have greenish blue eyes and after an application of a seriously hot pink eye shadow called ' passionate ' my eyes looked ' awake' and the colour truly popped. You have to try the
StudiomistFoundation. ......very cool...amazing finish.
I was with the M.A.C chicks for nearly an hour...I bought a few items that I had to have..( I'll add the rest to my Christmas wishlist ) . Thanked them for the excellent service and left seriously happy.
It may have just been makeup, but it lifted my spirits. I felt great. It was that little something that took me out of my ' neutral ' rut...and now, I'm sold. M.A.C will certainly receive my business from now on and I'm sure after my mother tries some of their concealer on her cat inflicted scars..she'll be an avid fan as well...
http://www.maccosmetics.com/home.tmpl M.A.C's website
http://www.maccosmeticsmakeup.com/ A M.A.C fansite with a forum and some cool tips
http://www.maccosmetics.com/mac_aid/news.tmpl M.A.C has raised over 80 million dollars for the M.A.C aidsfund.. Every cent from the sale of VivaGlamLipstick goes towards fighting AIDS and HIV... way to go.
