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orchid blossom said:
It's pretty easy for me to resist buying makeup, as I don't wear it and have no idea how to put it on correctly. I just never learned.


I don't wear it either, usually, though there was the crazy raving days in the mid-90's, but that's a whole other conversation.
 

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orchid blossom said:
Good morning Hive. Gotta love Saturday, the only day I sleep into the double digits of the morning.
I didn't get to sleep in til double digits.

Damn cat wouldn't let me sleep through the night. She kept pestering me with face in face and claws on side. Got me up at 4:30. Went back to bed after feeding her, but she wasn't happy with that development.
 

Ao the Overkitty said:
Damn cat wouldn't let me sleep through the night. She kept pestering me with face in face and claws on side. Got me up at 4:30. Went back to bed after feeding her, but she wasn't happy with that development.

A solution to your problem, by continuing a topic from the previous page. Just take the word "chicken" and substitute "cat":

Buttermilk Fried Chicken - Ladies Home Journal - May, 1992

4 (2 lbs.) large chicken parts
3/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1/4 cup flour
2 tablespoons vegetable oil. divided
1 1/4 cups buttermilk
4 bunches green onions, cut into 3"
Combine chicken, salt, pepper, and the flour on large plate; toss lightly to coat. Heat 1 tablespoon oil in large skillet over high heat. Add chicken and cook until golden on all sides, 5 to 8 minutes. Remove chicken, discarding excess oil. Return skillet to heat and add buttermilk, scraping pan with wooden spoon to loosen any brown bits. Add chicken, skin side up. Reduce heat, cover, and simmer until chicken is tender and juices run clear, 15 to 20 minutes.
Meanwhile, heat remaining oil in another skillet over high heat. Add green onions and toss to coat. Cook until golden, 2 to 3 minutes. Season to taste.
 

AGGEMAM said:
I don't wear it either, usually, though there was the crazy raving days in the mid-90's, but that's a whole other conversation.

It was easier then, you didn't have to know how to put it on right, just heavy.
 

orchid blossom said:
It was easier then, you didn't have to know how to put it on right, just heavy.

When you're a guy you do not use heavy make-up ever even in the mid-90's.

A dash of eyeliner, a dap of mascara, and a bit glossy lipstick was all I ever used. But that was then, and off course being under influence of various substances helped a great deal in bringing down the normal defesenses on behaviour.
 

My mom uses alot of make up. She has really crappy skin, so she always wore alot of make up. So I used to watch her put it on before she would go to work. It was like a little mom and me time. Then when she stopped working at Wal-Mart (i was about 13) she started to sell Mary Kay.
So I always kind of knew how to put it on.

Although my skin is better than hers, its still pretty blotchy. SO I use make up alot, pretty much anytime I go out. But mostly I use the pampering stuff. Lotion's, Lip balm's, ect... the make up is pretty average, but their lip mask and balm is AMAZING.. especially during the cold Iowa winter.
 


AGGEMAM said:
When you're a guy you do not use heavy make-up ever even in the mid-90's.

A dash of eyeliner, a dap of mascara, and a bit glossy lipstick was all I ever used. But that was then, and off course being under influence of various substances helped a great deal in bringing down the normal defesenses on behaviour.

I was imagining more the punkers, who put on thick black eyeliner, black shadow, and white powder for the rest of the face, and spiked up their hair. Hmm, that could be goths too....
 

ASH said:
BY THE WAY.. we are having another food fight at randomlings house... :p

I've been there, lurking in corners and giggling.

I can't seem to keep up with everything through... and I seem to have a genetic difficulty with throwing sweets that I could have eaten instead........
 


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