Lexine
03-31-2010, 02:16 PM
So this past Sunday, March 28, marked the first time I've actually dressed up in full attire and applied my own makeup. I hadn't applied makeup on since 11th grade when I was goth (A goth asian? Yep. That was me) and I wasn't sure if I blended everything properly. Unfortunately, I caked a small amount of mascara on my eyelid and forgot what to do! Fortunately my eyelids fold when I open my eyes so it wasn't too bad of an accident. The intention of all this was that I wanted to surprise my friend who's helping me with all this by actually putting on the makeup myself and wearing all the clothes that we bought to get the androgyne look that we were going for and showing up at her door all gussied up and ready to hang out.
So I gave her a call and asked where she wanted to meet up. She said that she was having dinner with one of her clients and her client's daughter (She's a dance choreographer in addition to being a makeover artist/stylist). The client hired my friend to choreograph a quinceneara for her daughter. I then replied by saying, "Uhh, I don't know if I should show up because I'm dressed up," implying that I have makeup, the clothes, and everything on. She replied by saying, "Who cares?"
I showed up and, to my surprise, I knew the client. I had attended several sessions of this client's rehearsal so I gulped, walked into the restaurant and sat beside the client all this time thinking, "I hope she doesn't notice that I'm wearing makeup," with that exact phrase looping in my head. Surprisingly, she took it well and didn't really react differently. After a few minutes, we paid the bill and headed out.
But I didn't eat dinner with them. At the time, the group had already ordered food but I was still starving and was craving In-N-Out Burger. So we drove to the place and my friend says, "Let's eat inside! I gotta talk to you about a ton of stuff!" So I sighed, parked the car, and walked towards In-N-Out. My friend said that she'll treat me for this meal since I drove far, so how could I resist? As we approached the door to the place, she then commented on the fact that I didn't curl my eyelashes too much and that I was very conservative with putting on the shimmer for my eyeshadow and other miscellaneous things that I had to fix. Finally, we got up to the cashier.
My friend ordered a chocolate shake... simple, since she did have dinner after all. The cashier then looks at me and asks, "And for you?" So I said, "I'll have a #2, spread only please!" This is a cheeseburger with just the cheese, patty, and the thousand island spread with the bun. Pretty simple right?
Well, the guy asks, "You want tomatoes on that?"
To which I replied, "Uhh, no. Spread only please?" (worried)
"You want cheese with that?"
"Umm yes please..." (confused)
"Wait, lemme put in the order again... you (looking at my friend) wanted a chocolate shake and you (looking at me) want a... ?"
"#2, spread only."
This time, he got it right. Thank goodness.
After getting my cup, filling it with my drink, and heading back to one of the booths, my friend had this huge grin on her face.
"What?" I asked, genuinely curious.
"That guy was totally checking you out!" she replies, her grin even bigger now.
"Uhh... not in the same way that someone was checking out a girl right?" I replied, not sure how to react.
She nodded, as if to say, "Yes. In the same way someone was checking out a girl." But she added, "He was trying to figure out if you were a guy or a girl." I burst out laughing... but I controlled it so that my laugh was still pretty effeminate. My friend found out that when I'm on the phone I usually change my voice to sound more feminine... maybe because I'm trying to wrangle some freebies from customer service representatives... so I used that voice the entire time we were there, including when we were ordering.
In any case, that was Sunday. It'll be interesting to see this whole attire used at Disneyland this Saturday when we're celebrating a different friend's birthday. All in all, good times were had!
So I gave her a call and asked where she wanted to meet up. She said that she was having dinner with one of her clients and her client's daughter (She's a dance choreographer in addition to being a makeover artist/stylist). The client hired my friend to choreograph a quinceneara for her daughter. I then replied by saying, "Uhh, I don't know if I should show up because I'm dressed up," implying that I have makeup, the clothes, and everything on. She replied by saying, "Who cares?"
I showed up and, to my surprise, I knew the client. I had attended several sessions of this client's rehearsal so I gulped, walked into the restaurant and sat beside the client all this time thinking, "I hope she doesn't notice that I'm wearing makeup," with that exact phrase looping in my head. Surprisingly, she took it well and didn't really react differently. After a few minutes, we paid the bill and headed out.
But I didn't eat dinner with them. At the time, the group had already ordered food but I was still starving and was craving In-N-Out Burger. So we drove to the place and my friend says, "Let's eat inside! I gotta talk to you about a ton of stuff!" So I sighed, parked the car, and walked towards In-N-Out. My friend said that she'll treat me for this meal since I drove far, so how could I resist? As we approached the door to the place, she then commented on the fact that I didn't curl my eyelashes too much and that I was very conservative with putting on the shimmer for my eyeshadow and other miscellaneous things that I had to fix. Finally, we got up to the cashier.
My friend ordered a chocolate shake... simple, since she did have dinner after all. The cashier then looks at me and asks, "And for you?" So I said, "I'll have a #2, spread only please!" This is a cheeseburger with just the cheese, patty, and the thousand island spread with the bun. Pretty simple right?
Well, the guy asks, "You want tomatoes on that?"
To which I replied, "Uhh, no. Spread only please?" (worried)
"You want cheese with that?"
"Umm yes please..." (confused)
"Wait, lemme put in the order again... you (looking at my friend) wanted a chocolate shake and you (looking at me) want a... ?"
"#2, spread only."
This time, he got it right. Thank goodness.
After getting my cup, filling it with my drink, and heading back to one of the booths, my friend had this huge grin on her face.
"What?" I asked, genuinely curious.
"That guy was totally checking you out!" she replies, her grin even bigger now.
"Uhh... not in the same way that someone was checking out a girl right?" I replied, not sure how to react.
She nodded, as if to say, "Yes. In the same way someone was checking out a girl." But she added, "He was trying to figure out if you were a guy or a girl." I burst out laughing... but I controlled it so that my laugh was still pretty effeminate. My friend found out that when I'm on the phone I usually change my voice to sound more feminine... maybe because I'm trying to wrangle some freebies from customer service representatives... so I used that voice the entire time we were there, including when we were ordering.
In any case, that was Sunday. It'll be interesting to see this whole attire used at Disneyland this Saturday when we're celebrating a different friend's birthday. All in all, good times were had!