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Thursday, August 4, 2022

Hair and Makeup

Before the Big Event on Saturday night, Sister treated her female relatives to A Complete Makeover.  There were seven of us.  It took all afternoon.  We were told to arrive with wet hair (shampoo and conditioner, please) and clothes that did not go over our heads.  

This was serious.  We each received a goodie bag of product, just in case. 

Sister booked a second room in the hotel.  She imported her hairdresser (who also does Nancy Pelosi's hair, a fact which makes Sister inordinately happy)

                                                 

and a makeup artist and his (sister) assistant from Manhattan to Brooklyn for the day.

A/B with hairdresser assistant and makeup and blown out hair.

She ordered food from a Mediterranean restaurant, because there was no way anyone in our family could go for an entire afternoon without eating.  We define hangry.  

Only Sister deals with professionals like these on a regular basis.  Little Cuter cuts her own hair.  My nieces are allergic to every product designed for the face and hair.  I haven't worn mascara since I can't remember when.  This


was foreign territory.

We were fussed over and brushed over.  I had fixative on my eyebrows and a fixing mist on my face.  I had a variety of creams and lotions and potions and colors patted and swept and blotted onto my pores.  My eyelids weighed 1000 pounds.

Once the lights went down at the reception, the makeup was stunning.  But my hair needed no special lighting at all.  I asked for a Cindy-Lou Who topknot with curls all around, and that's what I got.

There were dozens of bobby pins, none of which I noticed going in, most of which I noticed when I tried to remove the pony tail before going to bed.  It was cool and fun and I didn't have to bother with it.  It just sat up there, looking exactly the way I wanted it to look.

How often can you say that?

If only we had remembered to bring a makeup removing substance.  I ought to apologize to the Holiday Inn's laundress for the mess I made on my washcloth.... and I still woke up looking like a racoon.  

But that was the only downside.  I spent hours with my family, getting glamourous, feeling the love.  Every once in a while, Sister has a great idea.  This was one of those whiles.

7 comments:

  1. I can imagine this would be fun.

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    1. We all went into it with good attitude.... and it worked!
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  2. What an absolute delight to be pampered in such a fashion.

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    1. No one has ever cared so much about my eyebrows! It was very special :-)
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  3. I'm assuming this is not the same hairdresser Nancy Pelosi had during the pandemic who ratted her out for having her hair done during the shutdown, yet had called her specifically to come in for an appointment. As for your "do," it looks fabulous from the back. Would love to see it from the front. Your hair is SOOOO long. How ever do you manage in that Tucson heat? Because I went no where during the shutdown, I rarely wore makeup. I'm now back to almost every day because I noticed my skin began to deteriorate without all those emollients. My sister always said that our skin had held up well over the years due to our use of makeup on a daily basis.

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    1. Same hairdresser.... but he wasn't responsible for the ratting out. He is absolutely lovely, calls Nancy "my girl", went up to Rochester to do Gov. Hochul's hair the day after he did ours. I don't see him ever doing anything to hurt her.
      As for my hair, it's easy in the heat because it lives in a pony tail every day. As for emollients, I moisturize my entire self many times a day. G'ma though, thought her powder kept her skin soft so who am I to argue?
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  4. I would have to put on a good attitude to subject myself to that now. Make up and I have parted ways. Moisturizer is it. But I do fuss with my hair.
    What this is more than getting pampered is a wonderful bonding time with loved ones. From this post I discern that the bride was you niece?

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