Lady Allison (Staff)
27-02-2007, 05:46 PM
I have a survival kit in my hand bag. The latest addition is the Napoleon Camera Finish. If I am out and about and I get a case of the t-zone it is easily fixed. If I am doing an impromptu stay at a friends place then my survival kit lessens the bleary eyed hung over effect of my morning look.
Also in my survival kit is the Clarins lip liner in Heather Pink (with a handy little lip brush on the end). There is also my old trusty Boots lip gloss I bought in London, a stick of red lippy for instant va voom, a small pot of the Cellex C Selene E moisturizer (for extra hydration after too many drinky poos!).
Then there is my Napoleon Perdis Madame Curl Curl Mascara (to avoid attention from blood shot eyes to my lush lashes). And of course the essential Band Aids, tampons, tissues and bobby pins and gum (morning after breath is not something to be shared!).
Twas only Saturday just gone that a friend removed her shoes to dance and promptly decimated four toes. My popularity increased that moment as I became Band Aid girl.
Another friend got a touch emotional that same night and I rescued her snotty nose and running eyes with my emergency tissues and touched up fast with the 'Camera Finish'.
We happened to be at a festival that didn’t seem to feel the need to provide toilet paper (yes indeed, not impressed). But no problem, my survival tissues saved the day and my dignity in that wee small cubicle.
My hand bag is the Swiss Army Knife of female peril and has rescued many a damsel in distress!
Also in my survival kit is the Clarins lip liner in Heather Pink (with a handy little lip brush on the end). There is also my old trusty Boots lip gloss I bought in London, a stick of red lippy for instant va voom, a small pot of the Cellex C Selene E moisturizer (for extra hydration after too many drinky poos!).
Then there is my Napoleon Perdis Madame Curl Curl Mascara (to avoid attention from blood shot eyes to my lush lashes). And of course the essential Band Aids, tampons, tissues and bobby pins and gum (morning after breath is not something to be shared!).
Twas only Saturday just gone that a friend removed her shoes to dance and promptly decimated four toes. My popularity increased that moment as I became Band Aid girl.
Another friend got a touch emotional that same night and I rescued her snotty nose and running eyes with my emergency tissues and touched up fast with the 'Camera Finish'.
We happened to be at a festival that didn’t seem to feel the need to provide toilet paper (yes indeed, not impressed). But no problem, my survival tissues saved the day and my dignity in that wee small cubicle.
My hand bag is the Swiss Army Knife of female peril and has rescued many a damsel in distress!