Okay, more Maggie stories, because lets face it, that is pretty much what's going on in my life right now, or at least what is worth writing about.
So, the last couple days I decided to have a make-up holiday. Usually I am a make-up everyday kind of a girl. I don't necessarily go all-out, but usually the bare minimum consists of some concealer under my eyes, a little powder, and some mascara at least. Lately, I have been feeling tired of spending time in the morning putting it on just to spend time at night taking it off and have been doing an experiment to see if it is really worth the time every single day--hence the holiday.
Anyway, yesterday, Maggie pointed to the place under my eye (where that concealer would normally go) and said "owie." I thought perhaps I had smeared something on my face and tried to wipe it off. "Better?" I asked. Then, she pointed under my other eye, and said "owie" I took a look in the mirror, and thought, "Maybe I have darker than normal circles under my eyes today?" Could that possibly have been what she was pointing to? I figured it was near the end of the day and our apartment is kind of dark at night... Plus she is only 1. I shrugged it off as a mystery and mostly forgot about it.
But then, today, day 3 of my make-up holiday, just before Maggie's nap, she pointed under my eye and said "owie" again. Then, she repeated herself AGAIN, while pointing to my face. I looked in the mirror, just to make sure I didn't have some mysterious black eye, but sadly, I only saw myself. No black eyes. No smeared dirt. Apparently my face, to my one-year old, looks like one big owie.
I think someone (perhaps that one year old?) may be giving me those circles under my eyes, but I think also, just perhaps, my make-up holidays may need to be hidden with some concealer.
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