Mascara Face

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I'm standing in the bathroom putting on mascara. Kid One pops in.
He watches me for a moment.

A very curious expression spreads across his face. We make eye contact.

"Is it really necessary to make that FACE when you put that stuff on??"


I look back at my reflection in the mirror.
Hmmm...I wonder if it really IS necessary?


I try to apply the mascara without making the mascara face. 
I poke myself in the eye.
My eye shuts tight.
When I open them, I have black smudges around my eyes.
I look like a line backer.


Kid one speaks first.
Ohhhhh....wow.
Nevermind. You were doing it right.

Oh. Gee....Thank you, Captain Clinique.

Comments

Kekepania said…
So funny! It IS necessary! I remember my sister and her friends making fun of me for doing that when I first started putting it on and I STILL do it! They always used to do the sex kitten face while they put it on (usually to some rock and roll music like Poison or something)...now THAT takes talent! LOL!
5/19/2010
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