There have been surveys done which say that people treat you differently depending on how you wear your make-up… Really, are people that shallow? Well, yes apparently they are. Too little and they will think that you are ill, verging on a mental break down. Too much and people will assume that you are a predator man eater who will steal your husbands whilst you sleep, talk you down in meetings and kick little puppies when no one is looking. So natural is the look that everyone is after…perfect make- up which looks as if you, unlike all the other women in the world (except perhaps Angelina Jolie), you wake up fresh faced and radiating beauty.
When I’m sleepy and before my second morning coffee I tend to not be a good judge as to how much make-up is too much. Do you ever get this? Blurred and closed lids means that I just can’t see the colors or the patches of non-rubbed in foundation and it is usually during lunch break when I walk into the ladies toilets when I get a nasty shock that I can truly see the artistic train wreck which I have painted. My optician told me to make sure I put “my contact lenses in before I did my make-up”, that way I would be able to apply it better. Apparently she assumed I did things the other way around. Needless to say the hint didn’t go a miss, so now my mirror is covered in smudges where I have got so close I bumped my head.
So now today, tiered after a week of studying and late nights I decided to let loose with the powder, the mascara and the concealer…To balance it out I wore my “I woke up like this t-shirt”, to instill a subconscious message inside people’s minds that I did in fact wake up like that. This means that if my make-up is looking good, they will immediately think, wow this girl is radiant…and if my face looks like that of a dog being hit with a stick, then they will sympathize with looking rough and think that I am telling the truth or at very best see past it and notice my incredible sense of humor. If all else fails I’ll just walk around with my goofy Bob, because really who doesn’t like a square toothed, leiderhausen wearing Sponge.
Finally, having been inspired by the Jean Paul Gaultier’s use of Union Jacks and styles, I decided to use this post to show case my mum’s car, the legendary MINI decked out with Sponge Bob and Union Jack pillows, which she lets my sister and I drive. This is to mark a series of upcoming posts about “Secret London”, the best little places in the city in which I am growing used to calling home. X
I woke up like this t-shirt – AMAZON
Trucker hat in black – OAKLEY
Black Peep- toe High Heel Ankle Boot – JANE NORMAN
Sponge Bob Square Pants Pillow Accessory – Won at Local Fair – but don’t tell him, as he thinks we are related!