i have two very special things on my mind tonight. eyeliner and sour cream, of course
sometimes i think i am nothing without eyeliner. yes this is challenging, but without it, i feel like a specter, scaring children on the street. i also look a bit like a child and older men have fleeting fantasies when running into me in an elevator, say. yes, i do humor myself, i know. but eyeliner.........for example, MAC's Blacktrack: just the simple act of dipping my stiff little liner brush into that little glass pot in anticipation of running that shiny silky black fluid gel across my lids....oh, it delights me SO!!! you know who would understand this? the ancients, say, in Egypt, or the Persians. in those cultures, kohl was used not just to further sexify some alluring sexpot, but also applied by men and on children to avoid certain eye ailments, protect one's peepers from the sun, or from falling unfortunate victim to an evil eye. some mothers even applied kohl to their infants' eyes soon after birth, which sounds like a good time to do it to me.
what does sour cream have to do with it? not much. i just think about how much fun makeup is which somehow led me to think of sour cream, which is also fun, on pretty much any food in existence. name one thing that would not be better served with sour cream on it - you just can't, can you? apples and sour cream. i want to roll in it. sour patch kids and sour cream. mmmmm. ethiopian food and sour cream. how do you say mon dieu c'est delicieux in Amharic?? pork dumplings and sour cream oatmeal and sour cream sturgeon and sour cream .................give it to me, NOOOOWWWWW.
once in Moscow, i got the worst food poisoning of my life, chills, delirium, fever, sweat, spaceballs birthing in my gut, and a stay at the American hospital, all from fresh homemade sour cream bought from a nice little old lady shivering at her stall at the outdoor market. as i recall, i ate it with relish. and nutella.
sometimes i think i am nothing without eyeliner. yes this is challenging, but without it, i feel like a specter, scaring children on the street. i also look a bit like a child and older men have fleeting fantasies when running into me in an elevator, say. yes, i do humor myself, i know. but eyeliner.........for example, MAC's Blacktrack: just the simple act of dipping my stiff little liner brush into that little glass pot in anticipation of running that shiny silky black fluid gel across my lids....oh, it delights me SO!!! you know who would understand this? the ancients, say, in Egypt, or the Persians. in those cultures, kohl was used not just to further sexify some alluring sexpot, but also applied by men and on children to avoid certain eye ailments, protect one's peepers from the sun, or from falling unfortunate victim to an evil eye. some mothers even applied kohl to their infants' eyes soon after birth, which sounds like a good time to do it to me.
what does sour cream have to do with it? not much. i just think about how much fun makeup is which somehow led me to think of sour cream, which is also fun, on pretty much any food in existence. name one thing that would not be better served with sour cream on it - you just can't, can you? apples and sour cream. i want to roll in it. sour patch kids and sour cream. mmmmm. ethiopian food and sour cream. how do you say mon dieu c'est delicieux in Amharic?? pork dumplings and sour cream oatmeal and sour cream sturgeon and sour cream .................give it to me, NOOOOWWWWW.
once in Moscow, i got the worst food poisoning of my life, chills, delirium, fever, sweat, spaceballs birthing in my gut, and a stay at the American hospital, all from fresh homemade sour cream bought from a nice little old lady shivering at her stall at the outdoor market. as i recall, i ate it with relish. and nutella.
