The #AtoZChallenge snuck up on me.
Like, big-time. Like heartburn after 1 a.m. hot wings. Like your first gray eyebrow hair. Not that I know anything about that. One minute, I’m searching for Tums, and the next, I’m reading my friend Tamara’s Facebook post about her first post.
So, without officially signing up, and without a theme reveal post, and without, really, anything that even smells like a plan, I’m off. Two hours, 15 minutes from Day 2 of the challenge (it’s already tomorrow in Australia, so I’m way behind already.)
I filled in my editorial calendar with stuff I’m working on, to be honest.
I filled in the rest of them with this site. Including today, for A. The word: Approachable. Which made me think immediately of Claire, the woman who helped me avoid the potentially ruinous act of buying brown mascara for my girls’ Easter baskets.
My eyes see (kind of) clearly now
Did you know they also make clear mascara?
And also some that have a spider web on the packages for no apparent reason. Well, maybe it is apparent. It wasn’t to me. And even if my girls did do spider webs in their eyelashes, is an Easter basket – even on April Fool’s Day – the best spot for it to rest?
Enter the approachable cosmetics whisperer.
The world knows her as Claire. She’s actually the patron saint of eye makeup. Turns out some makeup brands are housed in aisle sections no bigger than Kemba Walker’s Hornets locker. Once she showed me the light, I shopped like a champ.
If not for this cosmetical compass – Claire – I might still be there.
Instead, Hayden sat next to me in the car, applying very black mascara like nothing else felt more natural. The kid had no idea. So, Claire, thank you. A dad’s duty to dodge the plum and the clear and the spider web stuff sneaks up on him.