I wandered in to kill time the other day because my train wasn't for a few hours and it was raining. The facade kind of beckoned me in, probably because my friend had begged me not to let her go in there when we were planning to meet for coffee nearby. She can't leave there without a bag of stuff, apparently. I laughed.
I was laughing less at her having experienced the place. Agne asked me if I needed help, and I wondered if she could show me how to do a cat eye. She said that appointments had to be booked, and I think they were actually closing anyway. I said it didn't matter and admitted that I was only passing time anyway. For some reason, she decided to make an exception and do a quick job on my eyes. It may have been my bedraggled and exhausted countenance, but I'm not complaining! Not only did she do my eyes, she did my whole face. I can't believe how quickly she transformed me, and she taught me some new tricks - like blending liner upwards to create a smoky eye. I kept staring at my reflection wondering how she'd created the impression of sleep and the reversal of a few years. I wanted to bring her home with me!
There was no pushiness. I was asked if I'd like to purchase anything and chose the miraculous concealer. I kind of want everything she used, but will try to hold out and get them bit by bit. I am probably going to have to ask people to keep me out of there now too. Amazing what seeing yourself look not crap can do. Take all my money, Agne and Bobbi Brown! read more