The Eyeshadow Emergency
This picture pretty much sums up my reaction to the incident that resulted in my very first eyeshadow emergency.
I didn't realize one could even have an eyeshadow emergency.
But one can.
And it happened.
Before it HappenedFor years, I have made all of my own make-up. It's not only fun, but I find it quite therapeutic to mix pigments, make foundation, eyeshadow, highlighters, lipstick, etc.
Needless to say, shopping for anything in a make-up department – anywhere – just hasn't been on my to-do list for ages.
Until the other day.
It was a regular morning. I was putting on make-up. Eyeshadow, brushes, mascara, and other make-up-putting-on-necessities were on the table as per usual.
When it Happened
Suddenly – with no prompting of any kind – the only eyeshadow I simply cannot live without decided to jump off of the edge of the table and irretrievably deposit itself all over the floor.
No prompting, no bumping, no oops'ing.
It just took a flying leap into oblivion.
If Life was NormalIf life was normal, this would have been only mildly irritating. If life was normal, I could have pulled out my pigments, powders, and tools and within an hour have a brand new, perfectly matched replacement.
But, alas, right now, life isn't normal at all.
Right now, life is a mix of long-term-temporary home-living-space transitioning with remodelling madness going on.
And my labwork has been downsized to the barest of essentials.
And all of my make-up tools, pigments, and containers are packed away in semi-long-term-storage.
Almost beyond reach.
Panic - No, Don't PanicMy beloved perfectly-pearl-pinky-white-highlight color lay spilt across the floor. My equipment was almost beyond reach and my schedule was packed.
My husband, seeing the expression on my face, offered a solution. 'So, can't you just buy an eyeshadow to tide you over until you can get to your things again? No big deal, right?'
No big deal?
Long lost memories of relentless, fruitless trips to make-up departments that carried a gazillion products with either too much perfume, ingredients that made me itch, and ALL THE WRONG COLORS came flooding back.
These were memories.
'Maybe he's right', I consoled myself.
Maybe it's better now. Maybe I can find a brand with no perfume – and with ingredients that won't make me itch – and with a color that's close enough.
What Happened NextIt wasn't long before I was standing in a make-up department in search of a replacement eyeshadow. What happened next surprised even me.
What happened next was worthy of a separate post.
And I'll to tell you all about it.