Last night, Ben and I went out to get some dinner at a Mexican restaurant. This restaurant happens to be near a Mary Kary office. I parked my car next to a huge white Cadillac with “Mary Kay” written on the side. A blond woman was standing outside the car talking to a darker haired woman inside.

OH. MY. GOD.

The dark haired woman was quite possibly the scariest person I have ever seen in my life. She was older, but I am not sure HOW old, because she had clearly had a lot of work done. And she also clearly still had a lot of wrinkles. So either she had some botched surgery, or she is like 137 years old. She also had on a TON of makeup, which did nothing to enhance her look. I was actually surprised that she didn’t haunt my dreams last night, she was that frightening.

A few minutes later another dark-haired lady with poofy hair came out of the office, and she too had clearly had work done. Only, her face had that whole I have no wrinkles because all my face has been stretched back into my scalp look to her. Not as frightening as the first lady, but still a little disturbing.

These are the women representing Mary Kay?! I recall going to a few parties with my mom back when I was in junior high, and no one looked that scary. But perhaps it’s only the higher-ups that are so fake, not the lowly peons they send out to host little neighborhood parties? One thing is for sure, if THAT is the face of Mary Kay, I will gladly continue with my makeupless existence!

Posted at 3:22 PM |