Somewhere in the world there is place for people such as me, who struggle with addiction. There is no 12-step program that I am aware of, nor a facility akin to the Betty Ford. Unless Coco Chanel has recently opened a luxurious treatment center, in which case I'm booking my stay now.
My addiction is a collection of paints, powders, and potions in all shapes, sizes, and hues. There is a reason I refer to my beloved Sephora as The Mother Ship. Because truer words have never been spoken. Please take me seriously when I inform you that upon entrance into this bastion of the cosmetic world, the heavens part and I audibly hear the Hallelujah chorus being performed by a cloud of witnesses. Amen.
Witness one of my drawers full of delights so outstanding that mere words fail me:
Lest you think I'm spoiled rotten, please know it has taken me years (and many Bare Escentuals TSVs on QVC!) to accumulate this collection. And yes, I wear it nearly every day. Not a full-face of it, mind you. But at least some lipgloss and mascara--you know, so I'm not frightening people with my bare visage. My mama brought me up right.
This little white bag is full of fun stuff--glittery, sparkly, "date night" make-up. Meaning I wear it once a week. Or when I'm in California. Necessities, y'all.
And here's my perfectly pink bag, all packed and ready to go at a moment's notice. It stores all my applicator brushes, fun eyeshadows, mascaras, and eyeliners. (Yes, plural--everyone needs black, charcoal, and mocha eyeliner, of course, but navy, plum, and emerald are fun to have on hand, as well!
And here's the stuff I received at Christmas...I've yet to store any of it away, because I just like looking at the newness on my vanity. Painted my toes in the blue color--it's called "Skinny Jeans!" Fabulous, no?
Please stick with me through this admission of my addiction. We all have skeletons in our closets, of course. Mine just happen to have remnants of highlighted cheekbones.
"Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised." ~Proverbs 31:30
Yes, I know it well, Lord. And You still love me...