Even as babies, girls dream of being called "baby" . And for that, they always are ready to go the extra mile. Oh yes! They dream of beautiful mani"cured" nails , beautiful pedi"cured" feet. Can you take a break from all the curing !
I was so busy waking up early enough to catch the "Good Morning Disneys" and be up till I finish watching the DD National's 9.30 p.m. movie that I would rather sleep in the night than dream :) But as a girl child , I never remember having an undying want to have long painted nails .As our school allowed nails neither long nor painted, girls used to grow their well-hidden toe nails till they tore through their canvas shoes.
For me, the canvas shoes tore as it is,for I tried to fit my feet into them, without untying the laces. My father , very particular about his shoes, watched me haplessly struggle with them every morning. My mother has always complained about my deep cut nails and my ugly fingers and feet. Till date, I absolutely despise painting my nails and my lips. My ex-roomie's patented comment for me each time I went out ," Your torn lips , dry skin... you are so embarassing , I do not want to go with you." One day she got so frustrated that she took me to the chemist , forced me buy a lipguard tube and creams all the while jabbering away about the cosmetic shop she had for her supposed-to-be wardrobe.
This morning as I went around shopping with my current roomie, I realised she was no less, only that it had never been so obvious in her case. We were walking down the road , sipping our semi-cold lime semi-soda. And suddenly I feel my free hand being grabbed and pulled in a direction unknown , on a road untread. The soda in the other hand flying in mid air, which could have landed back in the glass if it was the usual Tom and Jerry show, but not this time. This time it gets displaced only to spill all over the road leaving a sticky trail behind.
And before I know I am in this huge comestics store. Its smells a little weird though I have smelt it before. Its a waxy smell of the lipstick coupled with some powder that tickles the insides of your nose. Its different :D , someone inside my head says. My friend starts her quest for the perfect lipstick. Apparently it was supposed to have some kind of vitamin stick in the centre and lipstick outside. It repairs and beautifies the lips together, I was informed. Nice , I thought to myself. All I have done to anything on my lips is to eat it ;) Lipstick included. So I never bother to waste money in buying it, its taste isnt that great to be honest.
As for my friend , after she had tried all the brands available in the store on her hand. Oh yes, her hand was full with colour meant for the lips . Not to mention the plethora of calls being made to find the brand she thought was perfect. And just when I thought she had got the one she was looking for, her new wide-screened phone lights up.
"Hey it is Elle 18"
"Are you sure? I found one in Revlon!"
"No , I am sure its Elle 18"
"Ok" , she turns to the already-dejected shopkeeper, " Sorry, this is not the one."
And just like that we leave the shop. I am really happy to be out of the shop :) But just then my friend turns back and quips "Lets try the next shop!"
And before I know I am in this huge comestics store. Its smells a little weird though I have smelt it before. Its a waxy smell of the lipstick coupled with some powder that tickles the insides of your nose. Its different :D , someone inside my head says. My friend starts her quest for the perfect lipstick. Apparently it was supposed to have some kind of vitamin stick in the centre and lipstick outside. It repairs and beautifies the lips together, I was informed. Nice , I thought to myself. All I have done to anything on my lips is to eat it ;) Lipstick included. So I never bother to waste money in buying it, its taste isnt that great to be honest.
As for my friend , after she had tried all the brands available in the store on her hand. Oh yes, her hand was full with colour meant for the lips . Not to mention the plethora of calls being made to find the brand she thought was perfect. And just when I thought she had got the one she was looking for, her new wide-screened phone lights up.
"Hey it is Elle 18"
"Are you sure? I found one in Revlon!"
"No , I am sure its Elle 18"
"Ok" , she turns to the already-dejected shopkeeper, " Sorry, this is not the one."
And just like that we leave the shop. I am really happy to be out of the shop :) But just then my friend turns back and quips "Lets try the next shop!"
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