Doing it up Bobbi Brown

I had a four-hour rehearsal today on Wabash and Huron in Chicago, which is way too conveniently located near the North Michigan Avenue shopping area.

That Stud Muffin I Married and I are going to a black-tie event for his job. They call it "The Prom." Ew. At least it's at the Field Museum, so I'll get to see the King Tut exhibit.

Anyway, I stopped in to Neiman Marcus to buy a new Spanx stomach-flattening instrument of torture, also a new bra, because I feel I owe it to my public to bind myself in uncomfortable latex-y fetishwear. Either that or I enjoy pain--I'm not sure which.

In Neiman Marcus I was waylaid by the Bobbi Brown exhibit. I usually don't find much
that appeals to me in the BB line, but a lipgloss palette called to me with its siren song. The shades are Bellini, Papaya, Berry, Posey, Orchid, and Grape and they are all BEAUTIFUL.


So then I let the BB artist put makeup on me and naturally that meant I had to buy something. So I walked out with:

Eye shadows in Bone and Bronze


Gel Eyeliners in Bronze Shimmer and Hunter Ink


Natural Brow Shaper (and Hair Touch Up) in Mahogany


And three of the super-soft, densely packed Bobbi brushes:

Ultra Fine eyeliner brush
Eye Shadow brush
Eye Shader brush

Then I finally managed to get to the Lingerie department where I bought the rubbery spandex underclothes, also two pairs of Argyle cashmere ankle socks, in black and brown.

That's it. I'm done! (And done in.)