When I pretend like I can use makeups

It's been awhile hasn't it?

If you've read any of my earlier posts, you will know that I'm not a huge makeup fan.  There's the toxic and environmental issues, not to mention the body image and fightin' inner feminist issues that rage around in my brain telling me that it's not the stuff for me.  

That being said, I am not quite so opposed to makeup in the artistic or flamboyant sense...

So naturally there comes a time when someone has a big, flashy palette of all the makeup colors imaginable, and I've got a event, and nothing to lose!

(minus the fact that I have not much idea what I'm doing when it comes to makeup)

In the end it turns into a color-fest on my face.

And apparently piercing alien-eyed stares into cameras.

Isn't it convenient that my under-eyes naturally match the purple applied on top?

Although you can't really tell in these rather dark, late-night photos, I managed to get four colors on my eyes in one go! I've got to admit that even after four hours of swing dancing they are looking pretty good.

On the finger-front I recently bedecked myself in a cosmic creation proclaiming my deep appreciation for 

the glorious majesty that is Star Trek: the original series.

 I can't help but mention that I somehow managed to draw this on my right thumb without it looking like I had commissioned an infant as an artist.  Non-dominant hand nail painting...it's an adventure! 

So there you have it - the cosmetic creations of the month!

Hopefully I managed not to look like too much like a rainbow ralphed on my my eyelids.  

I had fun regardless!

Alter Egos

It would appear that this is the summer of superhero films.

Little did the world know that in the depth of the endless cornfields a new hero was being created.  A hero who understood the importance of a bandana.  A hero shaped by sweat and dirt clods.  A hero who wielded the powers of the zygomaticus minor with startling agility.  A hero unafraid to let the world see their Buccinator in action.
To the everyday citizen they were known as:
El Bandito
Employment status:
Detasseler
Description:
Average, hardworking country dweller

That's right! I am officially A TRUE IOWAN!
Look at this face.  This is the face that has walked through miles, and miles of cornfields for eight hours.

Look at this dirt.  This is the dirt that came off of one swipe of the face that walked through cornfields for eight hours.

Look at these feet.  These are the feet that did the walking through miles of cornfields.  And yes, these feet had shoes and socks on, but dirt shows no mercy in the dusty summer heat.

But this detasseler had a secret.  For what the world did not know was that when the sun went down on the fields, the moon rose to behold a hero who knew nothing of smiling for the camera...

THE FACIAL FIEND!

Employment status:

Face-maker, communicator

Description:

Startles and entertains folk in need of a good grimace.

I was most honored to receive the award of "best female facials" at the cast dinner for the musical Wizard of OZ last month.  I was thrilled to be a part of the production and cast, it was truly a wonderful way to spend the summer!  I was so excited to receive this title, and all I can say in terms of an acceptance speech is:

Never be afraid to look ridiculous.  

Your face can make so many wonderful shapes and expressions, that it seems utterly outrageous to only display the pretty and coiffed ones to the world!

 And to top the evening off, I was delighted to unexpectedly claim the award of Best Dressed for the night!

I could have never done it without the excellent help of my co-stylist Zoe might I add.

They gave all the winners of various awards personalized cupcakes - how cool is that!

So remember, there are about 52 muscles in our faces alone - USE THEM!

(and enjoy!)