I mean, why not?
I brought all of my makeup downstairs to the basement mancave where they were playing xbox. I told them the only rules were that they had to use different stuff, no product overlap, and they had to try and make me look nice.
First off, can I just say, watching the two of them try to figure out what the heck they were doing was friggin precious. They both looked like they were on some archeological dig, looking at things from another civilization. I should have taped this experience, except they literally took an hour, and I'm not sure folks would watch for that long. They both agreed that makeup makes no sense, but that putting it on is harder than it looks.
So first, our brave participants:
Who better to do a face full of makeup than two 13 year old football players?
I let them pick all of their own products from my collection. Probably 20-30 minutes of this hour process was them picking stuff out, and trying to figure out what it was. Lucas (my beautiful first born, in the red) totally broke up one of my eyeshadows with his giant banana hands, so they both learned how to re-press eye shadow with mineral oil. Maybe they can use that skill to impress a girl one day.
So without further ado, here are their products of choice:
Dante:
Lucas:
Lucas chose an Ulta blush/contour/highlight palette, Bye Bye Undereye, Essence Nudes Palette and False Lash Mascara, Smashbox Always Sharp Eyeliner, Too Faced Air Buffed BB Cream, Balm Voyage II Palette and Besame Victory Red Lipstick, all of which comes to about $180. We always tease my boy about having champagne taste and caviar dreams, and it turns out we were right.
Ready to see their handiwork?
Are you sure???
It's pretty awesome!!!
Wings were an integral part of both of their processes apparently.
Up Close of Dante's side:
Up Close of Lucas' side:
They were both really good sports, and I am happy to report that no makeup was (permanently) harmed in the making of this blog post.
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