I swear, I was just going to get mascara. That's it. Normally I don't really wear makeup. A little mascara, some lip gloss and I'm done. So how is it that I walked away from the M.A.C. counter with over $200 worth of makeup? I'm still trying to figure that out.
I ended up going to the M.A.C. counter at Macy's (without the help from my GPS). The sales girl Michelle was very pleasant. I'd say she was in her late 20's. What stood out about her to me was her shoes. I'm a shoe whore, I LOVE shoes...but I can't always wear high heels. Even so, I always appreciate a kick-ass pair of stilettos. Her shoes were leather, laced up her calf. Honestly they kinda looked like hooker shoes, but she totally pulled it off. I was loving them.
So she asks if she can put some make up on me. I was going out to dinner that night so I figured sure why not. She starts applying make-up, showing me how to do it, how to maximize my features blah blah. I have to admit by the time she was finished I looked good. I felt like breaking out into song "I feel pretty, oh so pretty". How could I not purchase the stuff? I looked hot. I figured it was maybe $100 worth of makeup, no biggie.
My new friend Michelle rang me up and told me my total was $230. I was in shock. Was this crap made out of gold or what? I mean I usually buy my limited make-up supplies at CVS, the total usually $15.00 max, clearly I was out of my element here. I rarely spend money on myself (single motherhood, enough said) so I figured I'd splurge.
I have to admit, I do like how I looked and what the hell, I'm worth it.