Last Saturday, I applied you early in the morning, maybe around 10 A.M. (I used Golden Ivy—a real eye-brightener for blue-eyed girls like myself.) I went to brunch, and then watched a movie at a friend’s house. Because I was a jet-lagged emotional basket case, one scene made me bawl like an infant—erasing all my makeup save for the perfect olive green line along my top and bottom lashes.
Next, I wound up at hot yoga. A friend from out of town was teaching a class, and I forgot that the room would be a balmy 100 degrees. We had dinner plans afterward. Great, I thought to myself. I am going to look like a wreck. After a 95-minute, hotter-than-Hades workout, not a trace of foundation, blush, or brow gel was left on my sweaty face. But you, Smashbox Limitless Eye Liner, still hadn’t reached your limit—I still had perfectly defined eyes.
I stared in the mirror, amazed. You were there for me. And there was no smudgy mess under my lashes. (Well, except for the black mascara that had come off during class.) By Sunday, I had bought you in every shade. Now we never have to be apart.