There was something in her appearance that invited trust. A dialect (not from the capital), a warm face (not only caused by blush and lipstick) and a curious look in her eyes (could she actually be interested for real?). She listened. She wasn't just after selling. Now, if sales people went to her for training I think GNP would hit the sky.
She wanted to find the perfect colour for my skin, for my lips and for my eyes. She didn't judge my previous choices, i.e. my standard make up for lets say the last twenty years (going back further I probably had a period of blue eyeliner, hot pink lip gloss and fake tan). She gently just moved on and showed me a few tricks, played with the pencil and created the most natural foundation followed by a few highlights here and there to lift and emphasise my natural beauty (OK, may be she did sweet talk me a bit).
Result? Well, I got what I came for. Plus a few bits and pieces I didn't know I needed.
She wanted to find the perfect colour for my skin, for my lips and for my eyes. She didn't judge my previous choices, i.e. my standard make up for lets say the last twenty years (going back further I probably had a period of blue eyeliner, hot pink lip gloss and fake tan). She gently just moved on and showed me a few tricks, played with the pencil and created the most natural foundation followed by a few highlights here and there to lift and emphasise my natural beauty (OK, may be she did sweet talk me a bit).
Result? Well, I got what I came for. Plus a few bits and pieces I didn't know I needed.
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