To ‘The lady in the Silver Maxima’,
I love to gaze upon a well-groomed, perfect makeup lady. I really do. I look on in admiration when I see one at work, the perfect applied whatever that make the eyes pop. I look on with wonder when I see one with everything perfect at 6:00 in the morning, the dedication and time spend that early is truly amazing. I am even impressed when I see perfect makeup while on the treadmill, I mean your makeup stays in place looking perfect while I am sweating profusely. I see the basket full of makeup supply in the gym restroom and ladies working on applying it diligently and can’t but help look on in amazement all the while stealthily trying to make out all the contents in the basket and trying to figure where they would be used. Yes I acknowledge that I don’t know the M of Makeup. And maybe that is the reason for my wonder when I see someone all made up to T, looking perfect.
That is why I don’t mind when I see girls working on this perfection sitting on the passenger side on the car. But lady, I do draw a line at anyone who is putting eyeshadow (at least that is what I think it was) on their eyelids while you are on the driver side and actually driving. You almost hit my car today and I am hopping mad. You think you are super human, that you can have one eye closed, one eye on the mirror, one hand holding on to makeup brush and can still drive? I wish I was in India. I wish I could have stopped right there in the middle of peak hour traffic and given you some sane advise.