"I would be a professional cyclist," said Dr G.
"Like the Tour de France?"
"Oh no… like just riding my bike round the toun around all day and getting paid for it."
I want to be the person who gets to chop up make-up for the beauty section of women's magazines. I spent ten minutes today staring at a picture of sliced-up lipstick. Holy crap I would love to guillotine a lipstick. I want to artfully smear foundation and crush blush and spill nail polish and scribble with eyeliner.
Who's the lucky bastard that gets to do that? Some sort of stylist I guess. If I was a stylist I'd specialise in Make-Up Butchery and just waltz from magazine to glossy magazine, destroying posh cosmetics all day long.
Haha…I work in that world and it sure can be fun, but bitchy as all hell too. Those girls are usually stressed to the eyeballs! Think Devil Wears Prada but not as glamourous.
I feel SO much better knowing now that I am not the only one that would love to crush eyeshadow and smear lipstick everywhere and just play in general with all those beautiful colours in wickedly wild ways!
Oh man – this just reminded me of a moment in high school where I came across a picture I loved of some cut up lipsticks all piled up, I think it was in Vogue, and I cut it out and stuck it in my school diary…what a dork! but I so know what you mean…lipstick butchery and eye product smudgery…what a fun job that’d be
That is so funny — my dream job has always to be the person who drives new cars into malls when they have big contests or shows. I just love the idea of driving a car through a shopping mall! No bother that I don’t actually have a driver’s license, I’m sure that wouldn’t be an issue …
That is such a cool ambition Andrea… hehe
The bit I’ve always wanted to do is make those artistic glistening pools of nail varnish. You can slice the lipstick if I can do that. Maybe it’s because I don’t wear lipstick.
I love this. I want this job, too. I always wonder what they do with all that left over chopped up lipstick. I want to collect it all up and mush it together and create new shades.
I once did the stylin’ for an ice cream ad we were shooting, then afterwards ate it.
Threw up and had the runs for a week.