Thursday, May 31, 2012

Lash Tint

Last November I had my lashes tinted for the first time. I loved the results on my blonde lashes, but didn't get around to having it done again. I promised photos to my lone reader, but did not deliver. 

I went to have my brows done today by my usual esthetician, who happened to move to a new salon since the last time I saw her. In talking to her while doing my brows, I found out that she offers lash tints since moving to the new salon and immediately took her up on the service. (For anyone on the Peninsula/Bay Area, her name is Lana and she works out of DJ's Hair Design in Menlo Park. I can't remember how long I've been going to her...probably a year.) Lana used a blue-black/navy dye on my lashes in order to play off my green (whatever color they are) eyes. Once again, I am happy with the results. 

In my "after" pictures, I have zero make up on. All I've done is curl my lashes. I have always appreciated my eyelashes. They may be blonde and straight, but with a lash curler and some simple mascara I am able to make them amazing with little effort. I think a lash tint routine (the tint will last a month) will give my natural state an edge. My only concern is that it may edge out my Favorite Mascara of All Times (Clinique Naturally Glossy), and I can't imagine not using it as I have had a dependency on it since 1996. I'll have to play around to really see if the last tint does its job. From my understanding, lash tinters still turn to mascara for some drama! Thank the Lord, because I love me some mascara!


Before

After




Dancing a Jig That is Up

My secret pastime is reading beauty blogs and watching makeup tutorials on YouTube. I also have a secret love for make up (and handbags..and clothes...and shopping) that is not-so-secret really, as plenty of friends and family members come to me for product advice. In between this realization and the subsequent outcome which I shall explain within a few sentences, my sister texted me a pic from a store asking "Found this great Nine West bag...which color, yellow or pink?" Thus, I think I'm prolonging the inevitable by not becoming part of the blogging community that I so voraciously consume. Furthermore, countless times in recent days friends and coworkers have shared enough hair videos, clothing "pins" on Pinterest,  and shopping texts for me to realize that I'm not alone behind closed closet doors. I have been a closeted amateur make up arist and secret shopper, and everyone knew my orientation before I figured it out. Time to be real!
I've always watched YouTube and thought "I could never put my face out there like that!" I've always read product reviews, thinking about how much I had to say about my "secret" loves, and pictured some snarky (usually male) comment about how it's a frivolous waste of my time. But, for now, these comments are imaginary. And putting yourself out there on the internet does open yourself up for criticism...but I think those who find pleasure in criticizing the creative output of others are spending their time more frivolously than someone who tweets about a great deal they found at the mall.
So with that, my first virtual middle finger to my imaginary critics, I say to my one, lone reader an apology for being a pitiful blogger who toggles between blogging platforms and whose silence is self-imposed stifling. But I think I have it figured out, truly. You'll get over it, lone reader. And it's my blog...so I do what I want! I declare...to you, lone reader.
Onward.