Even though I went on a make-up purge on the move before last move, I feel like I’m due for another. I barely wear eyeshadow anymore (just eyeliner and mascara) an evolution that hasn’t been intentional. Maybe I feel the need for less drama. And I’m not attached to probably 25% of what’s in my little plastic drawer. This morning while making a concerted effort to wear eyeshadow I couldn’t initially find the Maybelline duo I was looking for (ruffles & truffles circa 2004, pictured at the top) but did find both grey matters (just like cocktails and restaurant dishes unique to a particular restaurant, I can’t decide if makeup names should be capitalized–I think not). Bought in 1999 before the smoky eye was really a thing, it was one of the items in my bag that got stolen from a trunk of a rental car in Vancouver, B.C. along with house keys (a serious inconvenience upon returning to NYC), my scaredycat nameplate necklace, passports, and new shoes from Aldo, among other things. My makeup bag was returned to me via mail by Canadian police many months later, missing the MAC eyeshadows. The Maybelline was still there. But I liked these silver grays so much that I had already bought a new version. Which is which, I don’t recall. And no, I have no qualms about wearing 16-year-old makeup even touched by thieving hands.
I don’t even pretend to maintain my Tumblrs in any respectable way and was just reminded that Gray Matters could use some freshening up. I should probably read the new Bon Appetit that’s been sitting on my table–it’s usually good for one ad and one editorial spread involving a silver fox and a similarly aged fully blonde or brunette woman.