I am one of those lucky ladies who have "dark circles" under my eyes -- that dark colored skin that make me look like I have two shiners. It appears to be one of the lovely things women of Italian heritage inherit. Fabulous.
I don't understand why they are called circles. Perhaps it's because I am faced with shape identification on a daily basis from my four year old, but I'm pretty sure they are not circles. Smudges, yes. Circles, no. I think dark circles is a clear misnomer.
And as for all the makeup products that supposedly declare victory over said circles -- PFFFFFT! Please. I end up looking like I have white "circles" covering up my dark "circles." You can't hide them. I pretty much have given up and just run with the "oh my god, that poor woman must be so exhausted she must have a newborn at home" look. No folks, I have a sleepless four year old and Italian blood.
Bully for me.
...rambling thoughts from a sleep deprived mom...
Monday, February 4, 2008
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