“Honey, I am going to my grave with my eyelashes and my makeup on.” ~ Tammy Faye Bakker
I need to pause my San Diego commentary by discussing a life changing event that occurred on my birthday.
Guys I owe you a huge heart felt apology because I have failed. I have failed as a beauty blogger. I am a fraud people. A fraud! Okay I might be just a bit dramatic, but it was my birthday and I will be dramatic if I want too.
You might be rolling your eyes and asking how I have failed you all?
Well I have failed because fake eye lashes and I just do NOT get along. We try, but we just don’t. When it comes to those pesky falsies I am seriously challenged. They fall off, I don’t have the patience to wait for the glue to dry. (which is my own fault, I admit that) It is just one hair of a disaster!
But that all changed thanks to my incredible best friend and extremely talented cosmetologist-extraordinaire, Sarah.
I had spent many a coffee date lamenting with Sarah over my lack of talent and patience when it came to falsies, and she as any best friend would right away said she would help me. And what better time to pop that false eye lash cherry then on my birthday?
The day before my trip, I went to Sephora, and all but begged the clerks to help me. I was a startled fawn (though I am sure they have better lashes then I do) in the eyelash department and help me they did. True fashion superheroes, they explained the different types of eye lashes and the kinds that would work the best for my eye shape.
I ended up buying two different kinds. A pair that was more voluptuous, but would need to be cut, and a pair that were lightweight and already pre-cut. I was both giddy and nervous.
Sarah didn’t just do my eyelashes, but she also did my make-up.
In a previous blog post, I had mentioned how she not only had done my make-up before, but had converted me to the ways of Jane Iredale. I happily
blame credit her with my obsession of Jane Iredale make-up. She has never steered me wrong and I knew she would do an amazing job with my make-up.
She not only did an amazing job, but she killed it! I felt like a princess and I didn’t even have my eyelashes on yet!
I admit I was nervous. The few times I had attempted falsies, had turned into a disaster that should have been filmed for America’s Funniest Home Videos. Sarah being such a consummate pro, explained every step and the ins and outs of how false eyelashes worked.
She cut them perfectly and in seconds it seemed like she had applied them, where it had taken me hours when I had attempted and lost the falsie battle.
They felt weird at first and she explained that while they would, they should feel like an extension of my lashes after a little while. After fixing the one on my left eye, that didn’t seem to want to cooperate, I discovered she was right and I didn’t even notice they were there!
Now I really am sounding like I am 28 years
old young, because I could have started singing Fergie’s Glamorous. Because indeed that was how I felt. Sarah did such an amazing job
I had bought (and hemmed, ahem #shortgirl problems) a dress from Lulus and paired with heels, a Seamilligan necklace and my gorgeously styled hair from Blo Blow Dry Bar I was ready to celebrate my birthday in the utmost of glamorous fashion.
Have you word false eyelashes? What are your tricks for wearing them?