Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Face on Fire
A saleslady of Mary Kay drove here all the way from Fayetteville. She appears to contact CM eagerly, and because CM needed to buy a moisturizer anyway, the saleslady ended up performing “facial” to both of us—CM and me. Well, I don’t like wearing makeup on, but CM wanted to have fun together. OK.
So, the saleslady chose appropriate colors (foundation, eye shadows and lipstick) for us. The color she chose for my foundation is ... dark brown. “Man, it’s too dark. I can’t believe the American sense of color,” I thought, but I kept my mouth shut because I’m a polite Japanese.
As the saleslady instructed, I applied that dark brown foundation. Then, I saw a ganguro—charcoal painted face—girl in the mirror. Heck!
Following the ganguro foundation, I put on eye shadows and cheek color again as the saleslady told me. Then, I saw a Hollywood created “Asian girl” in the mirror, who is never beautiful by an Asian standard (or at least my standard) of beauty. The flat eye shape is emphasized with strong colors, and you look really mean. Yeah, I’m mean, grrrrrrr.
After the makeup lecture, the saleslady was eager to sell products to me though I explained I’m a poor student. Give up, lady! CM had already bought the basic set by that time. That’s it for today, man.
Right after she left the house, I washed off the makeup. And ... my face hurt, feeling like getting on fire. Because I usually don’t apply chemicals on the face, my skin is kind of sensitive to chemicals. Anyhow, I would not wear makeup again for a while (maybe 10 years?), hee hee hee.