“Ah,” I said, “I see you are entering into the mascara phase.”
“The mascara phase?”
“Yes,” I said. “Every girl goes through her makeup phases. It’s kind of like the water cycle, or the stages of grief. Some phases might overlap into other phases, and you’re bound to repeat a phase here and there.”
All of this reminded me of my own makeup phases, which began in junior high when my mother first allowed me to use the cosmetic. In seventh grade makeup equaled blue eyeshadow, which I wore consistently until I realized that getting up ten minutes earlier to make myself look like the the evil fairy from Sleeping Beauty just wasn’t worth it.
I then entered my “natural” phase for several years until college, when I discovered mascara would make your eyes appear more awake than they really were.
My most memorable makeup phase was during the year I worked at a trendy retail clothing store. I call this my “Lite-Brite” phase because that is exactly what I made my eyelids look like. This phase ended after a few months when my boyfriend at the time graciously told me I didn’t need to wear so much makeup, which I translated into “You look like a doofus with your two-tone eyeshadow,” (which was probably true).
I am currently in my lipstick phase. This has been going on since October when I read about how red lipstick was “in” in a style magazine. At the time the only tube I owned was five years old and smelled like a moldy kitchen sink, but I am now the proud owner of seven tubes of lipstick. My favorite shade is called “burn,” which is exactly what this lipstick phase is doing to my pocket. I am trying to hold off for a while, but can hardly wait to buy a shade of peach, which I hear is the new lipstick trend for the spring. I better hope this lipstick phase doesn’t cross over into another two-tone phase or I might end up looking like Queen Amidala. Then again, if the lip sticks….