I finally went out and spent some moola on new MAC makeup. Yay for me! After the first try (see Mall Hell entry) I decided to try another mall. This time we went to the Century City Mall, ate at Houstons and then popped into Bloomingdales to visit the MAC counter. Makeup gal was super nice and spent about an hour on my face... much to Jake's dismay. At one point I had purple eyeshadow on one side and brownish on the other. I asked which he thought looked nicer. "The one that doesn't make you look like I punched you in the face." Yeah, he was bored. Later on one of the other counter gals had him model clothes that she wanted to buy her boyfriend. It was pretty hilarious, even if he didn't actually put them on. I also had the gal write out the instructions (what to put on first) and she even added with what brush. Yes, Its been THAT long since I wore eyeshadow. Oy.

I also had a great long weekend that included seeing an old coworker/friend who moved away. We went to Claimjumpers and then walked around the Del Amo mall for a bit. I really missed her. Besides being the one person who helped me get my surgery she was a wonderful sounding board when things were crazy. She'd come over, smile or joke and everything seemed to be okay. She upped and moved to Nevada without a job in hand just to do it, which I am jealous of. I honestly don't know if I could up and move away like that. The rest of the weekend we lounged around and made plans for when the traffic wasn't going to be packed with holiday travelers. We're FINALLY going to travel. W00t!

I decided to go to the mall and get some new makeup. I casually moved passed the mob, noting the frantic movements of the otherwise catatonic salesmen and women at the MAC counter. A shortish girl buzzed over and asked if she could help me. I smiled and said, "Yes, I am looking for someone to help me choose matching eyeshadow, blush and lipstick." The girl looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She blinked and looked around as if to say, "Are you fucking kidding me!?!" It seems Prom night was that same day. After stuttering she asked me to hold on and disappeared into a mass of bitching mothers and fretting teens. Silly me, I actually thought she was going to get me someone. Five minutes of dodging frantic people later I caught the eye of another counter girl and said the same thing. She took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, there's no one today. If you come back tomorrow or next week someone can spend hours with you. But today... it's prom night." I took one last look at the madness around me and walked out... turning once to snap a picture of the chaos.