After work today I stopped by the Holt Renfrew nearby to pick up a sample of NARS Illuminator in Orgasm. As I was walking around, a lady from the shu uemura counter stopped me to ask if I wanted a quick eyebrow touch up. “Two minutes,” she said. Before I could get a hold of myself I somehow blurted out “Okay!” even though I know it will not be two minutes.
She started by showing me the brow pencil, which she ran back and forth just barely skimming my brow hairs. Of course, this was the day that I decided to forego filling in my brows, and wow! What a difference.
So that’s it, we’re done right? Wrong. She went on to show me the SPF 30 mousse (amazing, but I just started to use another sunscreen), a bronzy blush (kind of too shimmery, and looked like something I had), then sprayed my sticky humidity face with some water thingamabob.
I decided to go with a matte baby pink blush, glow on blush in m 33 e.
I’ll try to get some pics and swatches tomorrow night. It is really quite pretty.
And of course, do I leave the shu uemura counter without ooh-ing and aah-ing at the false lashes? This one, called Lavender Bloom, is like Smoky Layers‘ conservative sister with some deep purple lashes mixed in. I am convinced that need them! Maybe I’ll pick them up next time…
Impromptu Makeovers: Yea or Nay?
Do you ever get sucked in to impromptu makeovers at makeup counters? How do you deal with it? Do you have enough self-discipline to just walk away? Or are you just like me.