Over the years I have been to a few but not loads of makeup counters
It is what girls are supposed to do. I guess. I often find the women that work at them fall into a category of womanhood that makes me wonder if maybe I am a man. In the morning they put their faces on like they fell off in the night. I mean they line their lips and stuff. And pluck all their eyebrows off and then draw a line. And they smell manufactured. Their long painted nails are like Hallowe’en all year.
Yikes
Sometimes at places like Bloomingdales you just need to walk by and they trip you and spritz you with perfume. According to them, you may not pass go without buying an eye cream, concealer and lip accentuator
There are two ways this can go
“Oh my, you have a lot of sun damage. At this rate you will be old before your time.”
Read- she wants to guilt me into buying something to throw at this problem.
or
“You have fabulous skin.”
Read- false flattery will make me buy everything you have to offer.
There was a period in my twenties where both of these techniques might have worked for a minute or two
Now I love to cut them off at the knees.
I smile and say “I feel so beautiful in my skin. You know what I mean? “.
Try it.
It freaks them out
I mean freaks them out.
They don’t cover this in ‘beauty school’