Makeup for a Night Out

I've only been bowling three times in my life. That's enough to discover that my bowling skill are extremely bipolar. I do really great--get spares and maybe even a strike. Then it's completely downhill from there. Or I get lots of gutters and suddenly get a spare.

What's strange is that I'll bowl the ball and it goes in this beautiful straight line toward the pins and I start feeling a little happy. Then, seconds before it hits the ball, it veers. I don't understand. If an object in motion is supposed to stay in motion unless acted upon by a force, what force is takes that ball out of its straight path?

I'll never know. What I do know is that I wore this makeup to bowling recently. It was a fun night and I thought it deserved fun makeup.

Except for the mascara, I only used the Coastal Scents Metal Mania Palette.

The blue is the color on the fourth column, seventh row. As the night wore on, the house lights came down and the blue neon lights came on along the lanes, making the place look more like a club than a family-friendly bowling alley.

The color in the outer edge is the one on the third column, sixth row. The bowling balls were brightly colored and looked like giant marbles. They would get stuck behind the pins and sometimes take a while to come back to us. They never felt quite right either. My thumb would get stuck and I could never get a good grip on it.

The red around my eyes in the one on the ninth column, eighth row. Red was the anger in my bowling mates' eyes as a girl came around offering them vodka shots over and over after they said no. After all, they had to drive home somehow.

That was the dichotomy. There were children having a good times with their families. But the music wasn't family-friendly and the alcohol roamed so freely that one would think that the bar had been closed so everyone had been forced to take the alcohol to the lanes.

The pink on the inner corner of the lower lashline and the browbone is the color on the sixth column, first row.

When the music is loud and the lights low, people start to loosen up as they let go of the stress of the week. But there's a tightness, too--tightness in the vocal chords because of all the yelling, tightness in the muscles because the legs are working harder to avoid slipping on the refurbished floors, and the tightness of competition as the mind races to tell the hand how to throw the ball and win the game.

I think going to a bowling alley during the day wouldn't present as many dichotomies. The question then becomes, would it be as fun?

Depends on what you prefer, so here's hoping you have a week filled with what you prefer.