I went to Belk to get some powder. No one here sells the brand I use, so I was just going to get any kind to get by until in was in a city. There is a Chinese woman who works at the Bobbi Brown counter, and she sensed my hormonal vulnerability apparently. She grabs me, does my whole face, lectures me about how I must take care of myself if I want to keep man, I could be pretty girl, need to exercise, spend hour getting ready in morning, 20 minutes skin care at night, cook nice dinner for man. Smile all time.
Granted, I was wearing my yoga clothes and most of my makeup had sweated or rubbed off in class...but I was running into Belk for powder. This woman had me feeling like Ali Sheedy in Breakfast Club, but with aged and crinkled eyes.
Yeah, I dropped $200 on makeup. And I promised to go back for the eye cream.