Oz ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Makeup Forever's Aqua Rouge is pretty amazing.
I say go with the blue lipstick! Blue lipstick, cat eye -style liner in a dark blue, black mascara!
(I"m helping.)
The raven wreath is darling, and I need to make one.
I am so, so thankful my doc gave me (insisted, actually) on giving me the 'scrip letter for medical marijuana. It helps with my pain issues and the insomnia. I stick with tinctures and "medibles", because Pete hates the smell of the smoke.
Doesn't powdering your lips make them really dry?
It never really bothered me, I guess because it went on between layers of lipstick?
Watching folks describe makeup is like watching arcane rituals of another tribe.
Signed, hasn't worn make up in 30 years.
Sits on naked face bench with Connie.
I may have worn makeup for my wedding, but I can't find my wedding pictures to check.
Steph, I have a Lipstick Queen lipstick and 2 of their glosses. Not impressed at all. Has the consistency of the Wet 'n' Wild formulation from the '80s. Gross.
Maria,
are you in your new job yet?
I am, le n. I started on the 3rd, but that first week was spent in NH for orientation. Getting used to working from home. I love the no commute aspect, but I need to make a concerted effort to get out of the house.
If you do, Typo, eat 1/2 one at first and wait an hour. I have had a few that knocked me on my ASS.
When we had our pot party, everyone had that "boring!" reaction to their first brownie other than me, because I found I didn't enjoy eating lawn clippings enough to find out what came next. eta: I only made it 1/2way through.
I ended up leaving the party early, which turned out to be the good call--during the loss of consciousness, but before the puking. I did take one party-goer with me, and so she had a toilet all of her own to puke in while I had a pleasant warm buzz in the comfort of my own home.
Next pot party was pot pasta. Much better flavour combination, and I can't remember *shit* past mincing the garlic.
Getting used to working from home. I love the no commute aspect, but I need to make a concerted effort to get out of the house.
Oh hai. The house, I am in it.