In 5th grade I convinced my mom to buy me make-up so I could continue to be cool (the one and only time in my life I was ever in the "cool clique")
FYI...I was obsessed with Cyndi Lauper. My parents wouldn't let me dress like her (my argument was..."But it's not like I want to dress like Madonna!!!") (It didn't work) So I finally convinced my mom to let me get make-up. I got foundation..hot pink lip-stick, and a set of almost day-glo eyeshadows in blue, pink, green and yellowy-white, and pink tinted mascara.
I do not have the complexion to carry-off hot pink lipstick. I do not have the personality to carry-off day-glo make-up...
So I do my make-up a la Cyndi Lauper style, all four colors of eyeshadow were on my lids...vertically. coupled with hot-pink bubble-gum lips, and pink eyelashes. and hop on the bus to school.
The 6th graders in my reading class mobbed me in the bathroom and made me wash it all off.
At the time I was horrified, but now I am glad they cared enough to keep me from being a complete fool. Or am I just rationalizing?
To this day, I do NOT wear mascara...of any variety.
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