So, I was a bit cheeky and decided to list “10 Blog Posts [That] I Will [Likely] Never Write“. As luck would have it (actually, as Anthony would have it), I have been dared to write one of those posts. You know that I can’t back down from a dare (that adventurous, Tomboy nature of mine), so here goes…Oh, and many of my “real-life” friends know that I am rather prone to strange, embarassing and bizarre experiences…so this is really, nothing new….
The Embarassing Mascara Mishap
My bathroom is like a dressing room full of the spoils of any modern woman. Imagine the “utilitarian” venue if you will. Enter the small, but well-furnished bathroom and immediately ahead of you is a sink and counter-top. A toilet is directly adjacent to the right at the corner of the counter-top, and beyond this is a deep soaker tub. Along the left rim of the sink lies an assortment of colourful perfume bottles. Ah, the pretty blue and pink hues of the bottles. They clack together quite nicely when I reach beyond them to pull a necklace or two out of my little wooden jewellery stand. To the right of the sink is a cute little lamp that throws off the most ambient light, and just ahead of the lamp is a painted porcelain cup full of my make-up-y bits (mascara, eye-liners, tweezers etc.).
So, we’ve established that my bathroom is well-used and “just-so”, such that I can get in and out quite rapidly when in a hurry to get somewhere. If anything is out of place, havoc ensues.
About one week ago, I was in somewhat of a hurry to head someplace. I might have been meeting a friend for coffee, or I may have been heading out for some shopping. In either case, I just remember being in a rush. After fixing my hair, I realised (as any respectable woman does), that she should probably have a quick pee before heading out the door. Did anyone else’s mum remind you to, “Pee before leaving the house or before doing anything important?!” Anyway, after finishing my “business” (ah, that’s better!), I of course, flushed the toilet, washed my hands and proceeded to look in the mirror.
“Darnit, I need some mascara!” I proclaimed as I batted my pale lashes at myself.
No sooner had I begun to grasp the mascara from it’s porcelain container, than I found it leaping, rather courageously mind you, from my wet fingers into the swirling waters of the Toilet Bowl Abyss. To my amazement, I stood fixated (*Gasp*) as I watched a $15 dollar mascara whirl about helplessly in the “water.” It might have been screaming rather helplessly as it drowned or it may have “Weeeeeeeeeing!” in delight to have finally made it to the “spa”….I couldn’t quite tell which.
Needless to say, I was horrified.
*Sigh*
That was my best mascara. It was brand new and it went completely MIA before I could even make use of it.
[Whispers]….Think I might shift that little porcelain container over to the “left” side of the sink to avoid future “mishaps!”
P.S. Thankfully (for all your plumber types), the mascara hasn’t created any “problems” yet (ie. backed up toilets and such), which was my biggest worry. Phew!
Oh, and this little Christmas gift (below) was one of my “requests” this year (I never ask for “much”; just a meaningful gift or two toremind me of the beauty of Life - if I ask for anything at all). Some of you may recognise it as a BICO Australia piece (BICO is a great Aussie company that fuses ancient and futuristic design into their jewellery pieces). I fell in love with this particular piece when I saw it in Las Vegas. It is a hamsa (arabic for the word “five” - as in five fingers representing a protective hand). Those Aussies, sure have an eye for design!
This piece will be kept FAR, FAR away from the right side of the sink…!
Love to all of you….
xoxo
