Most surreal moment of the weekend:
Mar. 23rd, 2003 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
weaselmomSo I'm at the Northgate Nordstrom cosmetics counter with two dear friends. The Bobbi Brown counterperson is trying to help me find a new lip look for spring. I want something light, pinky-nude, natural. She keeps trying but finally says I either need to use a lipliner or give it up, because the color loses the edge of my lips. My two friends are totally agreeing with the counterperson, nodding and making very serious faces. And it occurs to me: I'm supposed to take advice on natural, pinky, spring lipcolors from two ubergoths wearing black and deep burgundy lipstick? I dunno...
It was a good weekend. PMB and I were gaming widows all day Saturday, because Peev was having a birfday fragfest involving practically all the males of our acquaintance. Except for very brief breaks, we were forced out of the house for 12 hours. There was much leisurely shopping, visiting the thrift stores and bookstores. We did not visit the ferret and rabbit shelter, but only because we ran out of time. Somewhere along the way we acquired A. for dinner and the above-mentioned mall shopping. We spent the last two hours of the night driving around all over Seattle while listening to a two-CD compilation of various bands, mostly gothindustrialish, covering Madonna songs. Our favorites were the Sigue Sigue Sputnik, Ogre, and Switchblade Symphony songs. It was a suitably bizarre end to the day.
True confession: We acquired the movie "8 Mile" and have watched parts of it (the rap battles and the "Superman" video) over and over and over. Tonight we both cheered when the Eminem song "Lose Yourself" got the Oscar for best original song. I have kind of a soft spot for gangsta rap. If it weren't for the fact that all my friends would disown me, I'd acquire some Eminem and DMX and Cypress Hill.
It was a good weekend. PMB and I were gaming widows all day Saturday, because Peev was having a birfday fragfest involving practically all the males of our acquaintance. Except for very brief breaks, we were forced out of the house for 12 hours. There was much leisurely shopping, visiting the thrift stores and bookstores. We did not visit the ferret and rabbit shelter, but only because we ran out of time. Somewhere along the way we acquired A. for dinner and the above-mentioned mall shopping. We spent the last two hours of the night driving around all over Seattle while listening to a two-CD compilation of various bands, mostly gothindustrialish, covering Madonna songs. Our favorites were the Sigue Sigue Sputnik, Ogre, and Switchblade Symphony songs. It was a suitably bizarre end to the day.
True confession: We acquired the movie "8 Mile" and have watched parts of it (the rap battles and the "Superman" video) over and over and over. Tonight we both cheered when the Eminem song "Lose Yourself" got the Oscar for best original song. I have kind of a soft spot for gangsta rap. If it weren't for the fact that all my friends would disown me, I'd acquire some Eminem and DMX and Cypress Hill.
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Go ahead!
Date: 2003-03-23 09:58 pm (UTC)However, do understand that I tolerate Cypress Hill only because I think I need to own the lead singer in a cage at the foot of my bed.
He's *adorable* - kinda like why I like Metallica. Cuz James Hetfield (Hatfield?) is HAWT.
*ahem*
Makeup and Bonding
Date: 2003-03-23 11:03 pm (UTC)Re: Makeup and Bonding
Date: 2003-03-24 04:31 pm (UTC)I think you could wear a pink-ish, lip-colored lipstick, if it's the RIGHT shade of pink, and if you don't bother with the gloss. Gloss is a bitch to apply, keep on, and live with.
Re: Makeup and Bonding
Date: 2003-03-24 11:57 pm (UTC)Gloss is a pain, and you end up having to re-apply it fifteen gazillion times a day. I think a slightly rosier pink (a little less cotton candy-ish) than that first colour you were wearing, and without the gloss coat would be quite lovely on you...