Long story short: this morning I woke up and thought I was Medusa.
I finally finished packing up the penthouse-apartment-in-the-city-which-shall-remain-nameless last night, and then went to a going away party in my honor. (Me! and I am usually the party planner. It was surreal.) The stowing away of all my bedding was no easy task. The featherbed that I just HAD to have didn't seem to want to fold up to its original size. Neither did the down comforter. Or the extra-cushy mattress pad. Backbreaking labor, I tell ya. Why oh why did I have to have luxury bedding?
When I arrived at the party I felt I had earned a couple of glasses of wine. However, the wine, coupled with the packing-induced fatigue, left me in a zombie-like state upon returning home. I then remembered that I had to be on the road at 5:45 this morning to get back to New York in time for a normal workday.
The condition of my face upon awakening this morning at 5:15 was absolutely horrific. Drained of all color, sallow, and with ugly little purple undereye circles. I could not even bear to look at myself in the mirror, nevermind allow a gas station attendant, Starbucks barista, or doorman to gaze upon my Medusa-ness. My slept-on hair was even a little bit snakelike, just to add to the look.
Still half asleep, I fumbled for the trusty little container of Bare Escentuals i.d. bareMinerals Multi-Tasking Minerals in Clear Radiance. It's a glowy, peachy-pink loose powder that banishes pasty, post-party sallowness. I managed to connect powder to brush and brush to face, and in a few seconds, I wasn't so hideous anymore. In fact, I looked like I had actually slept. Well. For 8 hours.
This is such a must-have. I truly believe that it prevented the deaths of the gas station attendant, Starbucks barista, and doorman. Without it, they would have seen me and turned to stone.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
The Gorgon of the New Jersey Turnpike
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