Before I tell you what happened, I should let you know two things. First of all, when it comes to beauty, I'm not very adventurous. To me, a wild makeup day entails putting mascara on my lower lashes. Secondly, it was much harder than I expected to find a gold hue that actually showed up on my lips -- many of the ones I tried just looked really sheer. After a few tries, I eventually came across NYX Cosmetics Wicked Lippie in Mischievous, which went on about as gold as you can get.
I didn’t think my office was quite ready for the gold lip, so I decided to test it out on a Friday night with some friends. When I first put on the gold color, I wasn’t exactly pleased with the results -- it turns out gold isn’t the most flattering shade. I looked a little sickly wearing the metallic hue, but I tried to convince myself that I would grow to like it over the course of the night. I was also concerned about getting dressed. I had to make sure my outfit didn’t clash with my makeup (a problem I have literally never had). So I stuck to all black in hopes that it would make my lips look a little less, ‘hey-I-totally-painted-my-lips-gold’ and a little more chic.
As I walked to dinner, I got quite a few stares. Now, I'm no detective, but my guess is that the stares weren't ones of envy, but more, "This girl looks cray." I met my friend outside of the restaurant. "I didn't know we were dressing in theme," she said. Ouch. When I got inside, my other friend exclaimed, and I quote, "You look like a broke Ziggy Stardust." (I need new friends, I know). But I was still hopeful -- your friends are your toughest critics, right? Maybe I would have better luck in dimmer lighting?
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