Ghosts & Clowns

Beauty is but, skin deep and even though it radiates out, women often feel the need to go a step further.

Make-up seems to be that "genie in a bottle" they wish for miracles from, however, this new-age idea of embracing one's individuality seems to be colliding with the permits of beauty magnification and modification.

Beauty modification is akin to ugly women, like the type that force one tear to dive quickly down your cheek as your eyes try to adjust to the horror. Beauty modification is basically, like the word suggests, when they try to alter their appearance. Beauty magnification normally concerns pretty ladies, and is when they  try to intensify there radiance to the point where they could possibly receive goddess status.
 The amazing thing is that both groups of women have forgot  the protocols and regulations pertaining to make-up and as a result practise make-up in a comical sense.

They forge designs that are so out of this world, that clowns themselves applaud their carnival inspired works and often seek notes on "how to create such masterpieces".
Some display their skilled builders hands as they plaster layers thick on their faces that resemble the handy work of those who built buildings that we stand in awe of. This thickness is the type that could yield a 500ml bottle of make-up, that has been recycled from her face, with the greatest of ease.The surprise is when they tell a guy off, all because he refused to greet her, as custom these days, with a hug... like who is going to get all that enamel-like cement out the guy's shirt, there are no remedies for that crap.

One incredibly annoying thing, is this ghost-look they all trying to achieve.Surely it is easier to kill yourself to achieve it than to artistically decorate the face with so much Snow Flake. No ladies, that is not pale at all, more so if it makes the white of Miss White of the 7 dwarfs really tanned. True fellas sit/stand their and stare as you dawdle passed them but, be assured they are amazed alright. So amazed they too busy wondering if it took the entire 12.5 kg of snow flake cake flour to get such feats. Especially with regards to those light skinned girls who think aluminating their faces is key to success. NO FUTURE IS THAT BRIGHT! Sure having such brightness on your face whilst walking on a dark road has it's advantages, the advantage of never needing a high visibility jacket.

 What is disturbing, is the fact that most women can not draw at all. Which they were fully aware of whilest growing up, now someone needs to explain how you failed to stay withing the lines to make your colouring book creative as a kid but expect to be an overnight Picasso. Please ladies, the Sistine Chapel has not stick-man drawings/paintings in it. Then you wonder why fellas be singing "Who's foolin' who" to a lady.
 This said, you got to understand something else, Blush comes naturally! So when your stick-man drawing self it busy trying to place blush on your face, it is easy to see y'all were really trying to get that "I have an abusive household/boyfriend/neighbour or I been mugged" look.

Fair enough, there are things that, when done right, are unbelievably attractive. Genuine head turners they are but, when you take the idea of the sexy Gypsy-eye or better known as the dark pencil around the eye and apply it to yourselves, it often looks like the road maps of war stricken countries or a black blob. Some of you watch too much television and source you creations from it but you must remember, Gaga is payed to look atrocious but your clown-inspired creation make a fella want to put a paper-bag over your head, just so the heart-rate(hypertension) can go down. Yes hypertension can result from such anomalies. The line "My heart skipped a beat" testimony to the presence hypertension as people lay sight to such monstrosities. Come-on, who would not be shocked when it seems like Global warming went nuclear on your face, to the effect that the Chernobyl and Hiroshima disasters look like a lake-side Sunday lunch in contrast to you horrid face. Some go so far you would swear typhoon came and went or her name really is Hurricane Sandy. Not even the monsoon winds can cause such devastation.

You tell your friends "He keeps smiling when he sees me" an paint him as a love-sick puppy when in actual fact that guy was going through some super-high voltage shock. Yes, that grin only resulted from that and is the way he displays the ideas circling in his head like famine stricken vultures circling a dying lioness.

Don't misunderstand this. Make-up is in actual fact a good thing but, please, do exercise caution, and be gentle in your application there off.