For years, I broke the bank to get the pricey mascara that they hawk at every department store. I was promised that these potions would make my lashes look like Audrey Hepburn's in Breakfast at Tiffany's, only without the bother of gluing falsies onto my face.
What actually happened was much sadder. The mascara, so rich and dark and extra-lashy at the makeup counter, wound up sitting in a perfect ring under my eyes about twenty minutes after I left the store. I resembled a raccoon, or Mickey Rourke during his boxing days. Neither was a look I was going for.
Then a pal of mine let me in on a secret: the best mascaras, in terms of look, sticking to your actual lashes, and not making you look like you just went five rounds with a bouncer, are the cheapest ones.
You're welcome.
What actually happened was much sadder. The mascara, so rich and dark and extra-lashy at the makeup counter, wound up sitting in a perfect ring under my eyes about twenty minutes after I left the store. I resembled a raccoon, or Mickey Rourke during his boxing days. Neither was a look I was going for.
Then a pal of mine let me in on a secret: the best mascaras, in terms of look, sticking to your actual lashes, and not making you look like you just went five rounds with a bouncer, are the cheapest ones.
You're welcome.
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