Now that I think about it
posted 18 August 06 by J.S. Vodalarius
You know, despite all my protestations of possible Goth I may in fact be a cranky indie kid. I know I’m kind of a hippie, and a Goth is just a hippie in black, but I’ve been sitting around for the past couple of hours listening to Elliott Smith and Spoon and reading obscurely humourous webcomics, and this may make me indie. I don’t know why I even bother to think about this, given that I’ve never tried very hard to fit into any categorization, but there it is.
Anyway, today I indulged my terrible addiction to makeup. Mainly lipstick. See, there’s this fabulous store in Marlborough called Inkubus, with an equally fabulous coffee shop next to it called Jitter Beans. Actually they’re run by the same woman. So I went to Jitter Beans and had a vanilla chai latte for the first time ever, and that was good, and while I was there I worked on my mittens and downloaded songs from eMusic—thus the Spoon and the Elliott Smith.
Then I went over to Inkubus and poked around. I got a pair of tights, because I always do that when I go there because they have awesome tights. They also always have a couple of baskets of makeup that they’re clearing out, so it’s all fifty cents. And I spent fifteen minutes poking through those baskets, and I ended up with three lipsticks and two bottles of nail polish, although one of the bottles of nail polish is for the Sibling. I also got a Manic Panic lipstick in a gorgeous shade of dark blue, but that wasn’t a sale item. It cost $7.50. Worth it, though.
The guy at Inkubus, who always seems to be there when I’m there, pointed out that at least my addiction mainly restricts itself to lipstick that’s really cheap. If I’d gotten all four lipsticks at Manic Panic prices I’d be putting myself out of a lot more money.
Maybe next time I go I’ll get a lip liner pencil. I need one.