Almost the New Year

Today was a day of make-up shopping. Now, for those of you who know me, you may think to yourself, "Uh, you don't really wear make-up." Yes, that's true, but I still have that socialized feminine quality that makes me want to at least have make-up so that if I wanted to wear it I'd have it to wear. Plus, I got a gift-card for lots of dollars to Sephora, the beauty store that sells all sorts of make-up products under one roof. So, SP and I, with Gabe in tow, went shopping.

Here is a list of my sucker purchases...
Face cleanser -- supposedly to help reduce the redness in my cheeks, made with Soy and roses.
Face powder -- from Bare Essentials. Better for my skin? Will create a nice even skin tone. Had to buy a fancy "Kabuki" brush ($28) for proper application.
Gel eyeliner, in bronze -- oh, who knows what I was thinking, but I had to buy a brush for this item, too ($13).
Fancy Lancôme mascara -- okay, this is nice mascara.
Lip Gloss -- cause I had a sample and I liked it so I went with a regular thing of the goopy stuff.

I won't mention how much I spent on top of the gift card.

It goes without saying I was beautiful to start with, but I sure did look fancy after putting all this stuff on my face. If only I can motivate myself to put some of it on in the morning -- really. Make-up is different now then when I was younger -- they put stuff it in that is actually good for your skin, like sun block and natural minerals .

Did I do any other shopping? Sure. We were on Union Street after all. We went in to this great little shop that sold all sorts of shawls and scarves, like pashminas and what not. They were lovely and I very nearly bought a pretty blue shawl -- I'm still tempted. We also went to a toy store for Gabe, where I picked up Othello. Anyone want to play?

Then we had an early dinner and went over to see some of my friend's new art work -- self-portraits done in charcoal. Really spectacular. I can't remember his website right now, but I'll post it later.

But, I have to tell you, the highlight of the day was singing in the car with Gabe and SP -- in meows. Because, as an old Swedish Proverb says, "Those who wish to sing always find a song."

But now, here I am in bed, my face freshly scrubbed, moisturized, and eye-treated ready for sleep after all this shopping!