Are you ready for a meal? Well, little do you know, Linda, that I end up being the snack. I was roasting in the sun, trying to combat sunburn with toilet paper. Pathetic, I know. But that’s besides the point. As I sat there, feeling like a tabletop Judy, my makeup artist started working on my eyebrows. It was like a group project, with my brows turning into slingshots from the force she was using.
But despite the rough process, the end result was stunning. My eyes were on point, my glitter liner was shining, and my overall makeup looked flawless. However, the mascara was a different story – dry, crusty, and smelling like petrol.
As I walked out, dazed from the experience, nursery rhymes playing in the background, I couldn’t help but feel both impressed and slightly traumatized. The makeup looked great, but the process was intense.
So, Linda, what do you think? Was it worth it for this makeup masterpiece? Let me know in the comments below. And remember, sometimes the journey to beauty can be a wild ride.
