...and knowing is half the battle, Go Joe!
- GI Joe Battle Cry
I often times feel that I am placed in my friends life for various reasons to help them, but I have one friend that I know was placed in my life by God to teach and expose me to things that I would never know was around me. I may not always let her know just how important her friendship is to me but she might know after this blog. Let's just call her Lady D from here on out.
I've never been much of a girly girl and until abou
more......and knowing is half the battle, Go Joe!
- GI Joe Battle Cry
I often times feel that I am placed in my friends life for various reasons to help them, but I have one friend that I know was placed in my life by God to teach and expose me to things that I would never know was around me. I may not always let her know just how important her friendship is to me but she might know after this blog. Let's just call her Lady D from here on out.
I've never been much of a girly girl and until about two years ago I never wore make-up. That's where Lady D comes into the picture. About a year before this infamous make-up incident, Lady D came into my life as a co-worker and quickly became a good friend with "interesting" arts and crafts projects?LOL. Anyway as Lady D was broadening my "creative" horizons I thought maybe I would increase my girliness (ok, it's word in my vocabulary). There was this co-worker that I was very impressed with her make-up skills. And I asked her if she would help me learn how to wear make-up without looking like a clown. To this day I believe way too many black women need lessons on applying make-up successfully, which is why it wasn't until I turned 31 before I thought I would take on the challenge for myself. This co-worker took me to the MAC store in the mall and the make-up guy picked some colors and products and applied them to my face at lunch. According to people at work he did a great job, and I must admit it wasn't all that bad. Lady D must have called and rounded up everyone to come stare at me and I thought I would die. Honestly it just didn't feel like my face especially when I looked in the mirror.
Well for most people the story would end there, but you have to remember that I hadn't worn anything more then the occasional (rarely) brownish, red lipstick in 31 years. So I get home and I know I need to get the make-up off my face...but how. I didn't have any make-up remover and I only used a washcloth and warm water to wash my face daily. I had sense enough to know that water was not going to be enough to get the job done and I didn't want a break out just because I wanted to look cute. *sigh* As I looked around my bathroom sink and under the cabinet I knew I had to get creative. I washed my face and began to towel dry it. That's when I saw it, foundation residue on my towel and I wondered how the hell am I going to get that out my towel. Then I realized how the hell am I going to get this stuff off my face.
At this point I wondered why women wore make-up and how safe is it if you can't get it off your face. I sighed and figured I needed to buy some make-up remover during lunch the next day. Knowing Lady D was the queen of product, I thought I would give her a call, for advice or to save me a trip to the store. This was still early in our friendship so I think Lady D still had some disbelief in my line of thinking, but after this I?m sure she never questioned it again. After some small talk I asked, "What else could I use to get this make-up off?" To which she replied, "Do you have some remover?" she listed some other items to which most I said nope. "...how about some facial cleaner?" I had these Oil of Olay facial cleansing pads but I read the box and it didn't say anything about make-up remover. That's when I heard her sigh on the other end of the line. "How was I supposed to know if the box didn't say anything, now I have to figure out how to get this stuff off my towel?" I think that's when it clicked in her head that I might have attempted to clean my face prior to the phone call.
"NoDrama, did you try to remove the make-up before you called me?" Well, that's when it clicked in my head; I might not have used the best method in my first attempt. So my reply was, "huh?" I did my best to redirect my attention and avoid her questions, but she's good and I had to confess. "Ok, I used the anti-bacterial hand soap to wash this stuff off." I don't think it's a combination of letters to spell out the sound I heard on the other end of the phone. I can't really remember the rest of the conversation but I got my butt chewed out. How was I suppose to know I wasn't suppose to use the anti-bacterial soap, I figured it was safe because it was "anti-bacterial." Come on, who wouldn't have made that mistake?
So knowing is half the battle and now I know. For my 32nd birthday, Lady D gave me some facial products...LOL. Thanks!
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