There is no question that before it actually happened to me, I had attitude about aging. There were certain old lady things of which I disapproved that I knew without question I'd never suffer from. Top of the list, of course, public flatulence. But that's the least of what I'm talking about.
My concern here is with more serious issues, such as the stuff we use to gild our lily-like faces before we meet our public. I'm talking about the Older Woman's Makeup Disasters (OWMD). Like the Blobby Mascara issue, where one's mascara has in the application landed not only on one's lashes, but on one's cheek and perhaps one's eyelid as well.
Or the Overambitious Blush issue, wherein the rosy apples of one's cheeks have migrated both north and south without seeming reason.My particular bete noir, however, the one I especially swore I'd never succumb to is the Errant Eyeliner issue. That's where your eyeliner seems Read More »from My (and Your) Makeup Disasters