First Date Hair, MakeUp And Outfit..

I went on a first date last night and I actually took photos and recorded a clip to show you!!

I think this is the best I've felt in a long time so I was uber confident. 

First I did my makeup..

Then my hair..

Then put my skirt and shoes on..

And here's the video..

OOTN - Friday.

As you all know, last night was my first date with "Italia". We went out for dinner on Lygon Street and I had a great night. He picked me up at 7.15 (I like a man who's early) and he took me home at midnight.

We went to dinner then we went for a drive through the city. We ended up on St Kilda beach and I took off my heels and walked up to my ankles in the water. I felt like the lady in the fountain in La Dolce Vita with my blonde hair and black dress. He thought I was crazy but admitted that if he wasn't wearing jeans and sneakers he would have came in too.

I think I'll definitely hang out with him again but after last night I want to concentrate on Richard Gere. It's nice to know I have options but I want to stick to one path and not stuff it up by being indecisive and playing the field.

Vintage Supre dress
Vintage Gucci belt
Guess black kitten heels
Vintage Fendi bag
Guess gold star dangle earrings

Makeup was simple -

Face
PhotoReady foundation in Medium Beige and Rimmel Perfect Match in 400 Natural Beige
Photoready Powder in Medium/Deep
Bronzer and Blush Are Fake Mac and Some Cheap Brand lol

Eyes
Wet N Wild Palette Greed (the peach one)
Maybelline Line Express Eyeliner - Black
CoverGirl Lash Blast Length Mascara - Black

Lips
(not photographed) but I wore a pale plum lipstick

First Date FOTD And Outfit.

Last Sunday 'Richard Gere' and I went on our first date.
He didn't outright call it a date. He just said that he needed to go to G Star to buy his niece a pair of jeans for her 15th birthday and would I like to come along. After I said yes, he told me that he was planning to take me for lunch and shopping for myself as well.

When I was getting ready I was all over the place. My fake tan was coming off in areas that I couldn't hide like my forearms and the front of my legs (my shins).
I had this gorgeous full body tan and then a big patch of skin about 2 or 3 shades lighter than my tan just sitting there staring at me. It definitely looked like I had a skin disease where you lose pigmentation.

Just my luck it wasn't cold enough to wear pants and a long sleeve top so I decided that the upper body was more important to cover and my legs wouldn't be as likely to be seen by him and everyone else walking past me.

WRONG.

After lunch we went outside to get some fresh air and he cornered me with the question all girls with a dodgy spray tan dread:
"I don't wanna be rude and I don't want you to be shy but why do you paint yourself?"

I paused for a moment and then it hit me. "Ahhh, you mean why did I get a spray tan?" I replied.

"Yes, your skin is so nice usually but now you can see that it's coming off and it's obvious that it's fake." He so observantly remarked.

I then went on to tell him that Aaliya is learning to spray tan and I volunteered to be her model just to help her out. Which was a total load of bullshit mind you, but what else was I meant to say? Was I meant to admit that I'm usually lilly white under these clothes and that I wanted to look like a European goddess with an all year round glow? Was I meant to tell him that my cellulite isn't as bad when it's tanned? Or maybe that the stretch marks on my hips aren't half as visible when I wear a cut off singlet if they are 'painted' over?
A split second decision and some good bluffing on my behalf made something awkward into something plausible.

Sometimes a lie is way better than the truth - for both parties.


This photo was before I completely blended in my blush - as you can tell.

And blended.

Top - Vintage Supre
Skirt - Kmart
Bag - Betts Denim Tye Dye
Shoes - Snakeskin sandals from Rubi Shoes
(not photographed but the same design as the ones worn in my Valentines Day outfit post)