A: I just had the most delightfully insane experience at the Armani makeup counter. Related: I now have a drag-queen level face. In a good way!
M: Ooooh! Sounds fun. What did they do?
A: Well, it started with concealer, which I'm always looking for. It was apparently a slow day because the makeup artist, who was SO NICE, did the corrector and concealer and then a little bronzer. Then eye shadow. Then highlighter. Then mascara. Then a different blush. Then more eye shadow. Then lip liner. Then a THIRD blush. Then lip gloss. I have a lot of makeup on but it looks really good and I did buy the (fucking expensive) concealer. And she gave samples and when I changed my address in the Saks system she sang, "Weeeee are neighbors!" She totally lives in my apartment complex. Heh.
M: You are cracking me up. It sounds exciting!
A: I think we got married in there somewhere?
M: Oh yeah, you are married.
A: I just looked up reviews of the concealer and was relieved to see it got high marks.
M: Oh, good!
A: My eyes look ridiculous. Ridiculous! I keep trying to take a photo for you but it's not working.
M: I love ridiculous eyes! Eye makeup is so hard to photograph though.
A: And she very gently told me what I was doing wrong with my eye makeup but was so nice about it that I was grateful? I am such a sucker for this shit.
A: It's like therapy except you get to walk out all pretty.
Note: While I do not recommend spending this much money on concealer I admit this one is pretty damn good.