So... A week later, I crawled over my fear and just took the bull by the horns... I left my house, got in my car, drove to the mall, went into the mall (through Barnes and Noble, with head held high) and proceeded to look for Torrid. It had been recommended by DFWDresser, and again yesterday by a close friend of mine. So, as I'm walking thru the mall, not being accosted, giving and receiving smiles, I see Sephora! "hmmm..." I think to myself, I could use some color corrector to better hide my beard, so I walk in and immediately a SA is looking to assist me. I must say, it really didn't take them long to clock me, but then these ladies do makeup for a living... They should be able to see an amateur from space. I asked about concealer, was asked if I'd had a "color match" done (I had not) so It was offered to me and I graciously accepted. I offhandedly mention wanting to find a place that does makeovers, and lo another SA appears and we discuss makeovers. She said "any time" and I asked, is there time now?
She goes and checks the schedule, YAY no current appointments!
And thus begins First Redux the first: My makeover. My SA was phenomenal, we talked (almost all the girls LOVED my boots) and laughed, she like the BFF I never had... Every SA there complimented me on completion, and I left feeling like the cat that ate the canary and won the lottery. I left and walked deeper into the mall, finally stumbling upon Torrid...
First Redux the second: In a ladies store, with ladies in it, buying accessories for ladies! I didn't have the guts to try anything on, it was all so expensive!
First Redux the third: I am stopped at the skincare kiosk and made to feel like a real girl being flirted with by a male SA... I admit I caved and bought some stuff, but he gave me his number (presumably to sell me more stuff, possibly to get me out of my Hue Leggings!).
I escaped from the magnetic pull of an incorrigible flirt and flatterer, to start making my way out of the mall... As I was leaving I stopped for
First Redux the fourth: I got my brows threaded! just to clean them up a bit... not take them completely off.
I paid for the threading, and I was informed that the threading kiosk was moving to a permanent location in another mall (at some point, not immediately) and to look for them there if they weren't at the kiosk...
I headed out of Barnes and Noble, and because I love books, I stopped to look... And found three new books by a favorite author featuring a favorite character!!! Oh Noes!
First Redux the fifth: making a quiet scene about being "forced to buy the new books", taking them to the register, and paying for them.
I am confident I was clocked many, many times on this foray... I really didn't care. I was a 40-something woman on a mall jaunt flaunting some killer leggings, rockin' boots (oh the number of compliments I got on those!!!), and a freshly painted face... Who is the nine billion names of heaven was going to stop me?
I had fun. I spent WAY too much money... but I had fun.
The only ting you have to fear, is fear itself...
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After my Makeover
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A girl HAS to accessorize...