A Day in the Life: Sephora and Churros

Date: 3.31.12 (a Saturday)

Morning: This day started in the same way all my days start when I have to go to work later– a total blur of complaining until everything goes dark and then I eventually come to, wearing head-to-toe black standing in a grocery store or a restaurant.

2pm: On this particular day I woke up in the newly renovated wine aisle at Market Basket. For 3 hours I stand at a table hanging out wine samples while I fake laugh at middle aged people until I can’t remember what real laughter feels like and I wonder if I’ll ever smile with genuine happiness again. Then I calculate how much I owe in student loans bills and then I realize that I probably would have been qualified enough to pass out wine at the grocery store with or without a bachelor’s degree.

5pm: My dad picks me up from work and we meet my mom at a Mexican restaurant for dinner (and if you’re one of those people who’s wondering, “Dara why do your parents still drive you to work at 23 years old,” or “Gee, Dara, you seem to spend a lot of time with your parents,” ya, I get it. Keep it to yourself).

5:15pm: This starts making the rounds through my bloodstream–

5:45pm: And another…

6:00pm: Churros in my belly.

6:45pm: We go to the mall, and my dad and I go to Burton’s for a drink… but Burton’s is full! No bar chairs! I don’t stand around at a mall restaurant bar.

6:50pm: We try Red Robins… we see all the ladies wearing jeans with no back pockets and men in Tapout shirts and realize we just can’t do it and turn right on back around.

6:55pm: Finally. Unfortunately. We head over to Joe’s American Bar and Grill, which I worked at for a hot second but then quit 15 minutes before my waitressing test. I didn’t want to run into any employees I knew, but times were desperate, and so I popped my collar, messed my bangs in front of my face, put my head down, and b-lined to the bar. Luckily, no one still worked there from when I worked there, except for one manager that I effectively eluded. Dad and I drank our margaritas in peace.

8pm: I make my way to Sephora for some Super Market Sweeps style shopping. When I was a kid I always wanted to go to Toys R’ Us and run through the aisles with a cart for 5 minutes picking out everything I wanted (I think I saw kids do that on Nickelodeon) (Babysitter’s Club dolls for daayyyyz). The closest I’ve come to doing that is every once in a while when my dad get’s a bonus, he lets me and my mom go to Sephora and buy a bunch of stuff. I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks. The margaritas were just a prelude to the main event.

{A little sample of what I got: NARS The Multiple stick, Bare Essentials bronzer, Anastasia eyebrow pencil, Benefit under eye highlighter, Sephora liquid eye liner, Make Up Forever HD foundation}

9:05pm: I finally finished shopping, and paid for it with my dad’s credit card while he and my mom got pretzels (going all out).

9:10pm: I realize I ‘forgot’ (3 margaritas make you very forgetful) to use my 15% off coupon. Sephora was closed, so I scratched on the door like a cat until they let me back in, and I apologized profusely through tequila breath while they returned all my make up, and then rang it all back up again with the discount.

Thanks for the fun date, daddy and mommy!

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Obsessed With: Anastasia Perfect Brow Pencil

If I could tell the world just one thing, it would be:

1. We’re all okay.*

2. Don’t ever date a stand up comedian.

3. Don’t over pluck your eyebrows.

*Actually, it was Jewel who wanted to tell you that. I, personally, think we’re screwed. Enjoy this beautiful weather we’re having– we’ll all be under water soon.

Numbers 2 and 3 were sound advice, though.

Eyebrows are something you really need to be careful with. If you over-pluck, a perfectly attractive face can suddenly look like it belongs to an extra in a whore house scene on SVU. An even bigger risk is that your eyebrows might not grow back. I remember in middle school, there was this weird trend where girls would pluck off half of their eyebrow (I don’t mean that figuratively. I mean that like they’d literally pluck off the second part of their eyebrow. The tail to the shooting-star, if you will). May God bless those girls and bestow them with the ability to grow back the other half of their eyebrows.

Women, don’t be afraid of an ample brow, and don’t hesitate to fill them in a little, either.

I use Anastasia’s Perfect Brow Pencil in Strawburn, $22 from Sephora and Nordstroms because it’s the business.

I just like to draw ’em in like this is third grade art class and then comb them out with the little brush. It makes everything even and perfect and lasts all day and blah blah blah. Basically, I’m one step closer to this girl:

Eyebrows 4dayyyz. Give in to it, ladies!

Sephora Fragrance Sampler

I’ve always wanted to be the kind of classy dame with a signature scent because dames always have a siggy scent that people will associate with you. It’s my goal to imbed myself into your psychy so for as long as you live, when you smell my perfume on anyone you think of me. My greatest wish would be that on his wedding day, an ex boyfriend’s fiance decides to wear a new perfume-serendipitously, my perfume. Then when she comes down the aisle and he lifts her vail, he gets one big wiff of ME!!! I’m not looking for him to accidently say my name instead of hers during his vows-I’m not that evil, but I am evil enough that I want him to be constantly reminded of me for the rest of his marriage until it disintegrates. I’m in your brain, can’t get me out! Blonk!

For the past year I’ve been wearing Abercrombie 8, which is kind of really embarassing, but I can’t help that I really like how it smells. It’s not too girly and floral, and it’s not all powdery and reminding me of the elderly. I didn’t really plan on switching scents despite the humiliation of buying my fragrance at an over-priced store for teens, but my dad offered to buy me the Sephora Fragrance Sampler as a late birthday present when we were on one of our frequent mall outings

I bought him the male version of this for Christmas a year or two ago, and he really liked it. I think it was one of his favorite gifts besides the GPS I bought my parents before everyone had a GPS….which they then traded in for a nicer, more expensive one, so essentially I just bought them a really thoughtful coupon. Anyway, in this box they give you 12 perfume samples like Juicy Couture, Prada’s Infusion, Gucci’s Guilty, etc. Then you can try them all- I like to try one a day to see how long they last and how they smell on me specifically. After you decide which one you want there’s a gift certificate included that you can redeem in Sephora for which ever one you settled on.

I think it’s a fun idea and a great gift because it gives you a chance to try each scent a few times so you don’t end up spending $70 on a bottle of smelly liquid that a week later you decide you don’t really like.

The set is $50 at Sephora.

Obsessed With: Urban Decay Setting Spray

All my life I’ve dealt with having a very oily face (LITERALLY, my whole life. Child birth was super easy for my mom- I just slipped right out 3 weeks early… )

(…sorry that was disgusting and not true).

But really, I do have some oily skin. I’m wiping my face down whenever I get the chance. I laugh at those little 2 by 3 inch oil blotting sheets. If I ask you for one, don’t give it to me because then I’ll ask for 3 more to finish the job. Every trip to a public bathroom I steal one of those sanitary toilet seat cover papers and blot to my heart’s content. One of the cutest things about me is  whenever I’m at a restaurant, I like to use the little papers straws come in to mop up my face (boys, may I direct you to the top of this window where it says “Contact.” You can direct all love letters to the email address listed there).

All this blotting is really just a Band Aid for a bigger problem, and I finally found something that seems to cure it, at least for the day. Urban Decay’s Setting Spray collection includes a “De Slick” that I tried recently, and I really recommend it. It goes on and absorbs quickly, I didn’t get oily all day, and my make-up stayed in place for hours. I’ve also tried the regular setting spray, which kept me less oily and kept my make-up in place also. I don’t need to try the moisturizing spray because I can just apply olive oil directly to my face to get the same effect.

Each 4 oz bottle is $29 at Sephora or Ulta.

Obsessed With: Sephora Blemish Extractor


I realize that this is the second Monday in a row that I have been obsessed with something pore related, but that should just indicate what a full time job it is to take care of this situation I’m dealing with.

I don’t know if you’ve ever seen the episode of Sex and the City when the girls are talking about their “secret single behavior” that they do by themselves, but couldn’t let a man see if they were living with a guy. Using this extractor is my shameful single behavior that might keep me from ever living with a man (other than the fact that having to share a room–and with a boy no less– sounds like the wooorst). Seriously, I don’t even let my friends see me use this, it’s disgusting, but I have to do it because it works so well.

When I get facials I’m always tempted to bring this with me and just ask them to extract my blackheads with this because you get so much more traction than when they use their clumsy, vienna sausage fingers. I just think it would be heavenly to have someone actually extract my face FOR me and with a big magnifier and some professional lighting over my face. I could always just get a lighted magnifying mirror, but looking at pores in that would just get me upset, so I would need a third party to do it for me. I would never actually ask for this, though because I don’t need anyone else thinking I’m weird. I don’t know why they don’t just have these in the first place at spas and just sanitize it after… I’m getting ahead of myself.

Anyway, I highly recommend buying this at Sephora for $16, but be warned you’re going to get obsessed and spend an extra 20 minutes in the mirror every night. (Click on “Sephora Collection” to buy).

Obsessed With: Dr. Brandt Pore Refiner

Tester Size .25 oz

There is nothing funny about this Dr. Brandt Pores No More Pore Refiner. I wish I could think of something witty to say about my pores, but the only thing I can think of that might be funny is actually just gross, and I’d rather maintain my image as a perfect lady. The only thing that I can say about this stuff is that it is heavenly. You can put it on under your make up or alone and it basically just spackles your pores and absorbs oil. My only complaint is that it comes in a tiny little tube instead of a paint can with an attached roller brush. 1 oz is $45 at Sephora.

Obsessed With: Salon Effects by Sally Hansen

Salon Effects in "Bling It On"

Baby Hands

I recently tried out the new Sally Hansen Salon Effects nail strips. They are pretty similar to the OPI by Sephora nail strips but better in every conceivable way. First of all, the Sally Hansen brand is $10 and last 10 days when applied correctly, whereas the Sephora brand is $16 and last for 2 or 3 days, to which I say: c’mon, Sephora! Be cool! If you just wanna over charge me for something, okay. Fine. I expect this out of you. But over charge me for an inferior product, I cannot stand for! So, go for the Sally Hansen brand. They work well, and the outcome is worth the somewhat tedious application process. I’m trying the leopard print design next. Get ’em at CVS.