Fiona just sent me this text exchange between her and one of her friends, Moira, who we hung out with Friday night. Out of the blue — over the second bottle of wine — she asked me what was in my makeup bag.
No one has ever asked me that before. It’s no exaggeration to say I whipped out my trusty tiger pouch and came alive. All my favorite tricks, all the products I push on people to little avail — Spin Pins, Tarte’s Bright Side, Benefit They’re Real, argan oil for winter flakes, Rohto eye drops — finally someone cared! There may have even been some oohing and ahhing, especially for those Spins Pins and Bright Side. (“I mean that little dot! Genius!”)
It was as though my entire life as a Girl — all that useless information, diligently researched, dutifully perfected — had culminated at that point. And to hear that I just scream beauty secrets? I’m not proud to say it may be one of my proudest moments. ;)
PS: More “basic genius tips.” (Her phrase, not mine!)