In which Beanie is apparently a girl.

[kitewithfish]

Being home at the moment entails the application of motherly affection through sponsored shopping. I now have brand new undies of wonderfulness and some very pretty eyeshadow, as well as one of those highly useful little eyeliner brushes that make it so that you can forego the use of pencils. Oh, and a blush that looks rather light and natural-I've got something like it already that has no staying power at all and disappears after an hour.

It also entailed a nice dinner at a new restaurant that I have not seen heretofore. I rather shocked my mother by leaving one of my little cards for the waiter with the tip. I have to say that these little cards are really convenient for this kind of thing. I don't anticipate anything coming of it, but at the moment I'm just kind of enjoying how shocked my mother and family are by my apparent "make-over" in Europe. I got a haircut and learned to apply eyeshadow properly- this is clearly cause for celebration.

I should get some stuff today for the July 4th of hanging out with Smadar.

Comments

[thelauderdale.livejournal.com]

What little card is this?

And congrats on the shopping joy. I flee from makeup but, as with skirts and dresses, do not object to it on others...and some people are very genius with how they apply it...

[beanie-platypus.livejournal.com]

One of these: http://www.moo.com/products/text_minicards.php
They are essentially calling cards. I have a whole slew of them left over from the 100 I got for while I was in Austria, but the problem is that I misspelled my own last name, so I cannot really use them for anything but social stuff. Also, slightly cute and cheaper than "real" business cards.

You flee from skirts? They are the only thing that keeps me from melting in the summer- I refuse to wear shorts on general principle, but skirts I often enjoy.

I dunno- fashion and make-up and "girly" stuff really have to be taken with a live-and-let-live attitude. I have a vivid memory of wanting to strangle one particular fashionista who said that she just didn't respect other students who didn't bother to put on make-up and a carefully planned outfit every day.

As for genius, I am no such thing, but it does make me feel pretty. I wish I could experience the psychological boost without having to spend the money, but the painting and spackling itself I rather like- fiddly little brushes! Yay!