An unnamed woman is grumbling to herself in the mirror while putting on her makeup. She is getting ready for a hot date with her husband of eight years. This husband is quite often on the receiving end of passive-aggressive comments and the occasional cold shoulder. Why, you ask? Because, after 15 years of togetherness, including 13+ years of co-habitation, this husband no longer averages between an A+ and a A- at noticing a new haircut, a new dress, a missing limb, whatever.
So, the unnamed woman, now dressed in a fabulous black fitted jumpsuit and royal blue stilettos, puts on the finishing touches on her makeup when she remembers her makeup lesson with Monique. During the lesson, Monique swore up and down that “blush is the secret!” The unnamed woman sighs and proceeds to dig out one of her 17 blushes that she never uses, select a blush brush from a bag of 34 brushes (that also need some love) and applies the blush like Mo taught her to. Dip…Tap…Brush…Repeat…just like Mo said. But, alas, the unnamed woman has little faith and grows preemptively cranky. She sighs again.
The unnamed woman, all set and ready to go, walks into the living room prepared to issue her cold shoulder when this husband says to his wife “Oh…I didn’t realize you got a facial today…nice shoes.” Stunned, the unnamed woman grins ear to ear, says a little prayer for Mo and proceeds to her perfect evening with her “wonderful” husband.
Now, I know what some of you are thinking…that’s not exactly the type of compliment that you’d hope for. So, for the younger and/or un-married/partnered readers, let me explain: he started at my face and ended up at my feet…that means he took it ALL in, liked what he saw and actually said it out loud. Ummm….still stunned. Monique, you are my hero. Blush, you are my new best friend.
Signed, The Unnamed Woman
(Article Contributed by the Unnamed Woman…aka Meli CW)