Friday, April 3, 2009

makeup no-no

When I was a pre-teen, my makeup routine included white eyeliner by Wet n' Wild and Bonne Bell lipsmackers. I also thought it was a good idea to go into Claire's Accessories and try on makeup. So one day, at the wise age of 12, I decide that blue mascara is definitely what I need. I wish someone could have told me that using a tester tube of mascara is akin to licking a public toilet seat, actually worse.

I wake up with the next morning with a raging, and I mean raging, case of pink eye. My mom takes one look at my squinty, crusty eyes, and sends me back to my bedroom with some eyedrops, lest I infect the rest of my household. Within a couple of days the Claires-incuded pink eye seems to have been defeated and I am deemed fit to return to school. Within two hours, my eyes are burning, itching and swollen and I am back home in bed. My mom once again digs out her trusty eye drops and waits for my eyes to improve. However, instead of getting better they get worse. Much worse. Like, I look like I've been hit in the face with a baseball bat worse.

My mother has to help me down the stairs and into the car, as my eyes are so swollen that I am essentially blind. The doctor examines me and declares that not only do I have an awful care of pink eye, but that whatever drops my mother gave me caused me to have a major allergic reaction. I leave the doctors office wth TWO prescriptions and a promise never to use tester makeup ever again.

As if middle school didn't suck enough on it's own - I was known as "the pink eye chick" until graduation.

2 comments:

Elizabeth said...

okay seriously...my eyes watered the whole time i read this. takes me back to HS when i was staying in a hotel and woke up with DOUBLE pink eye...i'd rather stab myself in the eye than have pink eye. k.

jessie said...

mine was double pink eye, BOTH TIMES!