You try to look good, then this happens

Yesterday morning I awoke with a list of chores longer than my arm, which is usual for a Saturday morning. The nice thing about Saturdays is I get to visit our local farmer’s market, today though, I had plenty of extra time to get ready. The teenage boy who may have stayed up a bit to late the previous night, may have had an extra beer, asked me to drive him to work for 10 a.m.

On Saturdays, I’m always up by 7 a.m. phoning the lovely lady (who I purchase my chicken from), with my order; then I phone the good-looking men who will have my beef order ready for when I appear at the market. Today, with the extra time given to me by the teenage boy, I thought I would put on some make-up rather than just getting up and hoping in the van. I decided to use a cream blush rather than the powder so my freckles would still show  (now if I was still in high school, I would have tried everything to hide those damn freckles of mine). Next I slithered into my skinny jeans and a nice lace top.

Looking fairly presentable I drove the teenage boy to work and went on to the market. I pick up my chicken and beef orders, then wander around to find the Ontario VQA wines (they are made  with 100% Ontario grapes) that are now being sold on the first level. I didn’t end up buying any wine, but I do get some eggs and a few cucumbers.

Booze in a shoe

This is not a Ontario VQA wine, but rather a very neat looking bottle of booze in a shoe.

Once I leave the market, where it was rather cool inside, I am hit with a blast of heat. I am very hot (not that kind of hot) in my skinny jeans and lace top, then being all hormonal I get a wonderful flipping hot flash to boot.  As soon as I arrive home I change into a sundress, throw a load of laundry in, and drive off to Costco for a few things plus some gas. In Costco, I go into the freezer for milk and cream. The freezer must be set at -30 Celsius, okay maybe not that cold, but I was left with chills all over my body, of course no hot flash then to warm me up.

Arriving home, middle child helps me bring in the few things I purchased, and I sit down to rest when she says “Mom you know you have red streaks running down the right side of your cheeks?” Damn, and more damn. Apparently when I was going from one hot environment to a cold one, the lovely cream blush I had so gingerly applied to my face in order to look pretty, had run down the side of my face. I now look like one of those (I won’t mention the store) ladies who have their picture all over the internet.

Note: if someone did take my picture and uploaded it to the internet, hopefully no one will recognize me. Next week I am going make-up free to the market and any other store I happen to visit, especially that one I won’t mention.

20 thoughts on “You try to look good, then this happens

        1. AlwaysARedhead Post author

          He is already driving me crazy, takes my phone then snaps pics of his nose and makes it wallpaper. I have to learn not to leave cell phone around unattended and any other technological devices.

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  1. Lottie Nevin

    Yes, I know this feeling well, the blob of mascara, the panda eyes, the running eye-liner, the waaaaay wrong colour blusher – the whole ‘Aunt Sally’ and more BUT the absolute worst ever was when I was on the packed subway with my teenage son and he said to me in front of ALL THE OTHER Passengers in a VERY loud voice ‘Mum, I think you need to do something about that moustache of yours…..’

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    1. AlwaysARedhead Post author

      Yes, and thinking I was a child, middle child wet her fingers using her tongue and started to blend it back in, eww, that was so much worse. I stopped her right away.

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  2. petchary

    Oh nooooo…. What a disaster! Well, it’s perhaps marginally better than having black streaks running down your face, as I did recently on a particularly hot day when my mascara melted! (Any pictures by the way? Just kidding!)

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    1. AlwaysARedhead Post author

      My mascara tends to melt upwards. The upper lashes rub onto my eyelids, so it looks as if I have on black eye shadow. I thought about a picture, but decided on the shoe with booze to be a better fit.

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