OMG! I'm so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay...maybe not as excited as that many exclamation marks indicates. But I do have that thrill of when you
finally get what you've been looking for.
For those who don't know, lately I've been on the hunt for the PERFECT concealer. "till now I thought it was a myth. I mean if it existed, I would have definitely found it, right? I practically live in Sephora for Christ's sake.
Well my months of labor (ok more like week) has finally paid off. I was feeling kinda depressed (a lot of crap has been happening to me lately...for any
Breakfast at Tiffany's fans, I'm having the "mean reds"). So what do I do when I'm feeling down and out...shop! But what do I do when I'm broke...window shop! I don't care what ANYBODY says, window shopping isn't a bad thing! It's actually quite relaxing. I love walking into Sephora- there are all these fabulous scents coming at you and you just don't know where to begin, all the fantastic colors from all the makeup: pinks, blues, greens, purples! the fact that there is a store solely dedicated to beauty products amazes me! All the eye shadows, lipsticks, lip glosses, moisturizers, nail lacquer a girl could ever dream of. Believe it or not, back in the day I was the
über tomboy.
That's right. The fashion obsessed, beauty loving, shopaholic you all know (and love) today was the biggest girl-boy ever. I hated skirts (now I love them- but from afar..I still own about 4 maximum...and that's counting dresses), I hated stockings and would rip holes in them so I could avoid wearing them. I'd play basketball with my brother and godbrother. I fought them (and cried when it got a bit rough- that way mom would come and yell at them...and I instantly won that fight!) I played video games (still do), wore baggy clothes (mom hated that), and never (and I mean NEVER) would have put on makeup on my own (how can you wear makeup and play football at the same time?) Never would have I imagined that I'd be such a girly girl (ok I'm really not that girly...somewhat though. I'm working on it). Not that I was this complete boyish girl- I still played double dutch. But I should have known that my days wearing my brothers hand me downs and playing football would have eventually ended at some point.
When the boys weren't around, I'll admit it...I played with Barbie (though I named her Suzy 'cuz Barbie sounded weird at that time). And I remember watching my mom as she got ready for work or going out...I remember watching every single detail- from her putting on foundation to those red lips she sported (she used to put Vaseline on my lips and told me it was shiny lipstick..thus explaining my obsession with lipstick/lip gloss).
But back to the point of this post. Sephora gives me this burst of energy and suddenly the outside world matters not.
But while in Sephora, I noticed this little stand like thing dedicated to concealers (my luck, huh...see they even know what I'm in need of. if that's not
love, I don't know what is. Who else would dedicate a
whole section to what you need? think about it).
It was at this stand I fell in love with the most amazing concealer ever known to womankind...I urge all those in need to get it! Get it now! Even if you don't need it, get it anyway! You never know when you might need it.
I am a new and devout fan of this line. Seriously...in love. All I needed was a drop...like a tiny little squeeze, anything more would be too much. It COMPLETELY covered EVERYTHING! It's so potent. I took a tiny drop and dabbed it under my eyes (I always lightly pat the concealer from the inner corner out). And seriously everything looked perfect. It blended soooo well I instantly fell in love. It matched my skin tone soooo wonderfully...and it didn't stand out compared to the makeup I was already wearing. They have 7 different shades plus a white shade to brighten the shade you already have to to use as a highlighter. This is truly amazing!
With something as- well, amazing- as this you'd think I happily walked out of Sephora bag in hand, huh? Nope. Actually I walked out a bit depressed. Here was this wonderful product that would dramatically improve my under eye condition and I couldn't get it. It's $40 and to some that may be petty cash but when you're broke, poor, and cheap...$40 might as well be $1,000,000,000. It was a bit steep since I almost literally have no money..any money I do (did) have is off to my ex-best friends Visa and MasterCard.
Since I was in the city, I decided to wander a bit. I walked into Duane Reade not really expecting anything when I stumbled upon the cosmetics aisle (duh!!) Drugstore brands be just as good, if not better, than anything I could buy at Sephora, MAC, or the beauty arcade at Macy's. And...it's a helluva lot cheaper! HELL YEAH BABY!!!
I did get a bit overwhelmed since:
a) there's no one to assist you
b) you can't exactly try things on
c) there are soooo many brands next to each other, each claiming to do the same thing but at different prices.
In the end I bought
Black Opal Flawless Perfecting Concealer. This bad boy blends so easily, doesn't crease, and the little stick tube thingy is so easy to handle (perfect for a klutz like me). And to my sistahs...yes, Black Opal is line for women of color so you know they got you covered. They have for different shades (Honey, Tan, Toast, and Bronze) which is much better than the average "deep" that most brands have (not much variety for us darker skinned folks).
The best part...it came to a grand total of $4.13!
Sweet!
