At the moment when I'm typing this, I practically just got back from work.
Yes, people. I was at work wee hours in the morning on a weekend. Stuff...can't really explain, but then since I got chaperoned, didn't have to walk, and am getting paid...I'm not complaining.
READ: I LOVE BEING A WORKAHOLIC!
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On a totally unrelated subject, I was out in town today for a movie.
AHA! Finally watched Sex and the City now. Didn't let me down; High fashion, huge drama, and loads of scenes that make you go "Awww..." (both platonic and non). Of course, there're parts where you would just want to see it happening your way, but hey, life's never like that, now, does it?
But I think the most realistic part now is that they're telling the story of 40-year-old women, and at the same time they're actually showing that it is. Yes, they're all still svelte and all (it's still LA & NY, that's why), but you can see (most obviously) from their faces that it has definitely been a fair few years since we last saw them.
Then it struck me. Again. On the reflection I saw in the mirror that morning itself.
Some teeny, tiny lines that are on the verge of making their debut. (I'm not going to say where coz I'm still in denial.)
Running low on my skincare supplies, I made some purchases in vain hopes that I could save my skin from deteriorating further, and pretend that I'm going to be 21 forever, and it's easier for collagen to stay on and fats off.
Got some freebies and samples. But then again, why aren't the samples nowadays coming in nice decent bottles? Instead they come in foil-wrapped packages and could only be dispensed once.
Oohh, and I saw this ad on the Metro the other day, and Glamour was giving away Benefit lipgloss with every mag, so I "chiong" and bought myself a copy that day itself. And because I liked it so much, I probably did the most outrageous thing I've ever done this year so far.
I bought another 2 copies of the same magazine that came with 2 other different colours of the lipgloss. (It's worth it since I saw they usually cost about 13 pounds at the counter. The magazine costed only 2 quid.)
Because I bloody well deserve it.
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