Monday, November 1, 2010

"Beauty Queen"

I thought I really skipped that addiction gene in life. I recently admitted I had a people watching problem, now I MUST add to the list. This one is written in ink not pencil. As a matter of fact this one is carved in stone. There is really no return to sanity, especially as I age.

What is this addiction, you all ask? I’ll tell you. I’m a proud “Beauty Queen.”

You might be baffled by this label I so proudly stamped across my forehead, but I can and will explain. I’m also willing to suggest you might be one too.

I love products. If it’s in the beauty and skincare sections I’m not leaving without a bag that has a little shiny cardboard box of something colorful or wrinkle reducing in it.

When you go to the skincare counter the newest ingredient of the year promises to be “Liquid Gold.” Hey, if they promise and they did studies and seventy-five percent of women saw clearer, more even toned skin in just four weeks…I’m sold. Why in the world would little ole me slow down the gold rush?

Moisturizer is my must have. Bare Minerals is next for an even complexion. My eyebrows are always in check. And, after that, a pretty pout.

I love products so much that on any given day you can walk into my home open up my bathroom cabinet and my closets and fine a myriad of “Girl Goo” for your face and body.

I just went on a trip to NYC and my first stop was Sephora. I have one near my house, but it’s New York, theirs is better. I will stay in there for an hour and just try on every lip gloss, eye shadow, and blush in the store.

I get a complete high. I want full lips that are luscious. I want my brows to have that perfect arch. I go crazy over the perfect eye shadow trio that all blends together for those smoky eyes.

I leave one store and hit another. I can’t stop. I go in the drugstore and buy more. I don’t neglect the normal brands. I don’t have just a soft spot for the specialty products. I love them all. I don’t discriminate.

I sell my soul to the devil every time I buy another lip gloss. I get home and what do you know? I already have it in one of my many makeup bags.

I walk through my door and play around for another hour with all of my new toys! I love the feeling of looking pretty. I’m a girl all the way, through and through.

If it’s promising beauty or if I’m seeing something I like in the mirror I can’t resist.

Blues, greens, grays, and purples are great for my hazel eyes. Simple black liner, Cleopatra like, or just bold and thick on top is fine. I use pencil, liquid, and gel for the look. I rim the lids well so you see to the windows to my soul. Oh, who am I kidding? I just want my eyes to look pretty and really POP!

I am into skin. If the skin isn’t good the makeup won’t make it much better. It’s all about the product that is right for you.

I buy, buy, buy, and buy some more. I am on a first name basis with all the girls at my nearby Ulta store. They even ask me for my help. Maybe I need my own line.

I can’t get enough of the goods. I work at QVC and well that’s not helping this addiction at all.

I see the face, the founder, and CEO of every awesome beauty and skincare companies you have been buying for years. If it’s on the shelves at the specialty stores, it’s most definitely on QVC.

I’ve heard their names and purchased their products, but now I know them personally.

God, my job is so cool.

I’ve read and heard about Peter Thomas Roth for years, now I know him. Kate Sommerville works on the faces of Hollywood’s leading ladies, know her too.

Celebrity makeup artists, Laura Geller, Mally Roncal, and Bobbi Brown are in the house.

I’m sure you’ve heard of a little company called Bare Escentuals…yup, Leslie Blodgett is in the building. She started a cult following with her cosmetic revolution and I bow when in her presence.

Her makeup changed my skin. My Bare Minerals foundation is one product I’m especially loyal too.

Mostly everyone that you have been reading about in beauty magazines for years is selling their brand on QVC. I’m more impressed with them than the celebrities that walk through the shopping channel doors.

Cetaphil face wash and Complex 15 moisturizer are my other must haves. If I go astray I’m always right back the next night washing and applying with my two oldest favorites. They never go out of style. Not in my house.

I’M A JUNKIE. I find it hard to “Just Say NO.”

I’m confident without makeup, I can leave the house without it, and I don’t hide myself from the world. I just LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it.

My theory: We are all naturally beautiful inside and out, but thank GOD for makeup. You don’t need it but why not wear something that defines your natural beauty even more?

Maybe I have a problem. But, if this is one of the worst things I do, then by all means I am going to keep on applying, lining, glossing, swiping, highlighting, tweezing, framing, smearing, blending, swirling, tapping, buffing, and LOVING my addiction.

God Bless the Beauty Queens of the world and may we always rule with our lip gloss wands and our long lashes.