I decided to end my year with a little sussy to say to myself, "Nice work, self!".
So I hit up the Clinique counter at the local Macy's and splurged on two lipsticks. And because I'm worth it, I had the oh, so pregnant rep help me pick out two colors.
I decided my
|Do NOT fuck with Joan Crawford, Mercedes McCameron.|
I affectionately call this look Clown Mouth. Matt would be so proud that I'm referencing a movie he showed me earlier this year. But let's be honest - I don't need to use La Joan as my style guru.
So, I recognized the problem and sought a solution.
What I ended up with is two shades I'm kind of stoked about.
Meet Bamboo Pink:
And introducing Heather Moon:
These are lighter, softer shades that make me look a little lighter and softer. Because as much as I love and have a flair for the dramatic, I have a life that requires a more natural look.
It's like I told the lady at Clinique yesterday - I just want to look like the best, pulled-together version of me as possible.
Now if I could get my nappy head of hair to toe the line, I'd be cooking with gas.
And another thing...I'm thinking of using my birthday spa gift card today for a little R and R with a side of TLC.
But first, breakfast.
And later, a pre-bowling nap. I am excited.