A week ago (give or take, I'm bad with dates haha), I decided to give myself some well-deserved retail therapy and bought myself an E.L.F Eye Manual - Bright Eyes Edition.
|From my stash last week :D|
I couldn't wait to get my hands on it and give it a test-drive, and given my impulsive nature, I totally forgot to take snaps of it *haiz*. But I got the chance to redeem myself, and this time, my point-and-shoot was ready to snap away!
|Me and that wolfish grin hahaha|
I had to take a shot with my eyes closed 'cuz my monolids just doesn't show off the colours and the full effect of the eye shadows blending that much. I utilized 4 shades of eyeshadow there (#'s 1,3,6 &7) but arghhh... so sorry for the poor quality of my shots, my point-and-shoot is not that reliable for capturing such details :(
|Warpaint done and ready to go!|
While I was on my way to meet my friends, it started to rain heavily. Thank goodness I have learned and appreciated the indispensability of eye primers, my eyeshadow lasted the whole night! Despite playing dodge-the-rain (a feeble attempt, as I got soaked lol), my eye make-up (even my eyeliner thanks to the sealant) stayed in pristine condition all night.
|Make-up survived the onslaught of the pouring rain,|
sadly, my hair didn't haha
And yes, that's two bottles of beer in front of me, but no, I'm not an alcoholic *haha*. I was out celebrating my friend's birthday, and she wanted to take a souvenir shot of the new line of flavoured beers we ordered. They're quite nice, mine was Lemon flavoured, while hers was Apple.
On an endnote, I really should start thinking about investing in a better camera. My little point-and-shoot is nearly 4 years old now but I still haven't replaced it. Call me sentimental, but I don't have the heart to replace it just yet... It's been with me through all of my adventures and misadventures and replacing it is like leaving behind an old friend in favour of a new one, like trading Woody for Buzz Lightyear. Plus, a DSLR doesn't exactly fall in the category of an easy splurge. They are quite dear so that's another consideration.
And so I wonder: is being sentimental just an excuse for being stingy or the reason behind a pack rat's inability to let go of things?