Onward and Upward

How do you know when you are in a different point in your life?

Well as for me, I have swayed from lipgloss to matte lipstick. I bravely put on bold (and bright) lipcolors. The place where I live now, snows. I found comfort in staying at home and not having to see what’s going on outside. I finally have flat (errrr!) snow boots. I suddenly love angora and merino wool socks. I wonder how my mini-pinscher in Manila is doing. My darlin’ Coffee.

I thought my love affair with my deep coral lipgloss imported from Australia will never end. I told myself over and over and over again some over 5 years ago, that I could grow old with this lipgloss. It was heaven sent. My quest for the perfect lipgloss was over one Saturday night. It was back in Manila in Beauty Shop (their version of Sephora), just minutes before I had to see a movie. So much in a rush, I glided the great-smelling (I always go by the scent) lipgloss, just the right amount of color, nothing too bold. (so different from my lipshades now) perfect! Just perfect, just perfect for my easily dried lips. Just the perfect amount of essential oils. Paid some 300 pesos and off I went. That one-night discovery led to couple of years of faithfulness. I remained a snob to other so-called best lipgloss no matter how many other magazines claim them to be. I was blissfully satisfied with my lipgloss. For the years I have used it, countless people have asked about it, including total strangers. Then it might have been my 9th or 10th tube almost gone, I went to our meeting place (beauty bar) to get my next tube. Out of stock, darn. Next week, out of stock, hasn’t arrived, darn! Then the following week, I was told.. it was discontinued. What? I refused to believe. I searched for my lost love on other stores, internet, Australian sites and all other means. I was betrayed. I was left with so many questions. I was broken-hearted. Deep coral was gone.

Surprisingly, the first time it snowed here in Great Falls since I got here, I felt like a giddy child having my gift being handed to me. I’ll be honest I’ve been just a little pessimistic about Montana. There was nothing to do here. Malls were 4 hour drives. Nowhere to dine that’s really worth craving for. I even surprised myself that the following nights after I got here, I’ve been cooking. I’ve always known how, this is how I put it. I will (cook) when the need arises. I guess pleasing my hubby was more than a need, at least I didn’t want him to go hungry. I was never a big fan of socks since I do not really have the need for them. – not until I moved here. My snow boots, I have not used them, pretty soon. They’re fine boots. It’s a first!

Coffee will love the snow. She’s a brave little nugget. Never scared of anything, even by another dog 5 times her size. Sometimes, I wish I have that innocence.. and braveness. Innocence of not knowing, of not fearing.. making you fear… nothing.

You might wonder how I moved on after Deep coral left me? I superficially found refuge in other lipgloss(es), thus wasted money. Not even half-way through each of them, I would search for the next-good-enough-thing. Then came Nars. It only held my interest for 2 tubes. I am not really sure if I am a retired lipgloss addict even if my heart does not yearn for deep coral anymore. It might have let go already. On the other hand, deep coral may just have been part of the plot how I’ll find these lipcolors that I keep close my heart now. For all my lipsticks now, no gloss, no frost. Just creamy and matte. I have transitioned. And it feels good. I might have outgrown deep coral that I found in my late-teens but I have not outgrown the fact that it would always be my lips getting the VIP treatment, just as deep coral once provided.

posted by abi @ 7:30 PM