Bye Bye Dry !
So, having foregone giving each other Christmas gifts this year, the F.A., the Blonde and I headed off yesterday afternoon to enjoy some quality girlie time together. Off to the big smoke we headed and spent a fabulous hour at the Charlotte Tilbury counter in BT's. A small purchase ( €35) secured not only bringing a lovely product home but the pleasure of having my dry old wrinkled face cleansed, moisturised, "dewified", illuminated, concealed, brushed, painted, touched up and basically made unrecognisable. I brought home an "eye wand" , which I can tell you will need to be magic to make my tired bags resemble a small clutch more than the full set of luggage they currently resemble ! The Blonde was very interested in my wand, as her girl " only used her fingers". I happily boasted that my make up artist had both used a wand and her fingers on me ! Now that we looked so "dewy" ( It's all about the skin apparently.....who knew !) we needed to show off our visages so headed up Grafton Street, where I got my hands on a bargain....a set of sleeves for €20. Yes, you read right...sleeves, Canopi sleeves. Basically this fantastic invention can change your short sleeved LBD into a work or winter dress in a heartbeat. We visited the fabulous Thomas Pink to see if we could find a tie that might illuminate Victor Meldrew, the Blondes lesser half, where we found you could also actually purchase collar and cuffs....without an actual shirt !
"Jaysus" said the Blonde, " what would GASP think of you arriving home from Dublin with a full face of make up, sleeves, a collar, a set of cuffs and a wand !? " Personally I think it might just be an outfit he would like....apart from the price tag...God only knows what you could hang it from !
We popped into a very trendy speakeasy to have a wee tipple, but it was so dark, we had to use the torch on the FA's phone to read the drinks menu. Deciding that this was no where near the light our new dewy skin desired, we headed off to the gorgeous Shelbourne so that we were in actual daylight and so as half of Dublin's rich people could see us looking so well. With Dry January 27 days through, I happily requested an Erdinger, delighted with the lovely tall chilled glass which came with it, the Blonde deciding to change to being a gin drinker as Vodka tonic drinkers get a simple tumbler with a slice of lemon, whilst the FA got a fishbowl with 3 raspberries and a slice of lime....Gin is In ! I used this restful opportunity to extol the virtues of Dry January, and how I had got over the hump of others discomfort with my teetotal state, by ordering non alcoholic lager as my drink of choice because it costs the same and looks the same (... as a REAL drink ) so Irish people can rest a bit easier in your company. The FA agreed that we , as a country, really have an issue with others NOT drinking, before picking up my half consumed bottle, only to find I had actual Erdinger, NOT non alcoholic Erdinger, therefore fecking Dry January completely !!!***&&& I was sooooo close !
After some great Thai food, we headed home and I was in my pyjamas by 9.00pm face like a goddess, GASP wondering if I was having an affair as having had my face done on a Friday afternoon for no apparent reason, I advised him I was due to have my hair done 16 hours later...on a Saturday afternoon . This caused a public outcry in the house from my 11 year old who asked WHY on earth I had had make up and hair done for going Nowhere !My bloody thoughts entirely, but the alternative was to sit at home and look at my undereye bags and grey roots and still go Nowhere ! Once in a blue moon every working mother is entitled to just have a few hours to be a woman and try to hang on to the little bit of pride in her appearance she has left !!!**** Off I headed this afternoon to Main Attraction ( I did take my gorgeous make up off last night but did use the magic wand on myself this morning...ahem ! ) On a Saturday, when I am normally stood perished on the side of a muddy football pitch, trolley deep in a German supermarket or up to my elbows in washing, I gratefully accepted the cup of tea with a wee chocolate, read a trashy magazine from cover to cover, learned you could mix expensive perfume into fragrance free body lotion as a trick and read that that Kim and Kanye are in trouble. My root colour having been applied, I was offered a new magazine, another hot cup of tea and plastic sleeves for my glasses so that the colour would not taint my new varifocals !!! Yes....it's all about sleeves . Another genius invention.
I requested that my long standing centre parting be moved to the side...well if GASP thinks I might be having an affair, let's seal the deal !
I emerged mid afternoon for the second afternoon running, looking alot better emerging from a premises than when I had gone in, feeling like an actual woman and knowing in my heart that I had deserved every blissful minute ! Who needs drink !! Pampering is the new Pernod, Make up the new Malibu and sleeves the new Sauvignon !
"Jaysus" said the Blonde, " what would GASP think of you arriving home from Dublin with a full face of make up, sleeves, a collar, a set of cuffs and a wand !? " Personally I think it might just be an outfit he would like....apart from the price tag...God only knows what you could hang it from !
We popped into a very trendy speakeasy to have a wee tipple, but it was so dark, we had to use the torch on the FA's phone to read the drinks menu. Deciding that this was no where near the light our new dewy skin desired, we headed off to the gorgeous Shelbourne so that we were in actual daylight and so as half of Dublin's rich people could see us looking so well. With Dry January 27 days through, I happily requested an Erdinger, delighted with the lovely tall chilled glass which came with it, the Blonde deciding to change to being a gin drinker as Vodka tonic drinkers get a simple tumbler with a slice of lemon, whilst the FA got a fishbowl with 3 raspberries and a slice of lime....Gin is In ! I used this restful opportunity to extol the virtues of Dry January, and how I had got over the hump of others discomfort with my teetotal state, by ordering non alcoholic lager as my drink of choice because it costs the same and looks the same (... as a REAL drink ) so Irish people can rest a bit easier in your company. The FA agreed that we , as a country, really have an issue with others NOT drinking, before picking up my half consumed bottle, only to find I had actual Erdinger, NOT non alcoholic Erdinger, therefore fecking Dry January completely !!!***&&& I was sooooo close !
After some great Thai food, we headed home and I was in my pyjamas by 9.00pm face like a goddess, GASP wondering if I was having an affair as having had my face done on a Friday afternoon for no apparent reason, I advised him I was due to have my hair done 16 hours later...on a Saturday afternoon . This caused a public outcry in the house from my 11 year old who asked WHY on earth I had had make up and hair done for going Nowhere !My bloody thoughts entirely, but the alternative was to sit at home and look at my undereye bags and grey roots and still go Nowhere ! Once in a blue moon every working mother is entitled to just have a few hours to be a woman and try to hang on to the little bit of pride in her appearance she has left !!!**** Off I headed this afternoon to Main Attraction ( I did take my gorgeous make up off last night but did use the magic wand on myself this morning...ahem ! ) On a Saturday, when I am normally stood perished on the side of a muddy football pitch, trolley deep in a German supermarket or up to my elbows in washing, I gratefully accepted the cup of tea with a wee chocolate, read a trashy magazine from cover to cover, learned you could mix expensive perfume into fragrance free body lotion as a trick and read that that Kim and Kanye are in trouble. My root colour having been applied, I was offered a new magazine, another hot cup of tea and plastic sleeves for my glasses so that the colour would not taint my new varifocals !!! Yes....it's all about sleeves . Another genius invention.
I emerged mid afternoon for the second afternoon running, looking alot better emerging from a premises than when I had gone in, feeling like an actual woman and knowing in my heart that I had deserved every blissful minute ! Who needs drink !! Pampering is the new Pernod, Make up the new Malibu and sleeves the new Sauvignon !
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