Wow, just TYPING all of that hoity-toity text made me feel like a high-class kind of dame. Now, I’m not sure I’d classify myself as a high-class kind of dame, but I WOULD classify myself as a highly-prone-to-maximizing-extravaganzas-and-deals kind of dame. And maximize I did, this past Sunday, at the Lux Beauty Boutique Red Carpet Event.
Lux has closed their festive and bedazzled doors at High Street, so that they could open some different festive and bedazzled doors at High Street, just 2 sets of non-festive and non-bedazzled doors away. They now have an upstairs and a downstairs and the downstairs is where I want to have most of my birthday parties from now on. You can order in food, cart in drinks, lounge on their adorable and highly hip thrift shop style furniture, and get yourself prettified. This is good news for girls like me, who, at the age of actually-pretty-old, STILL don’t know how to do their makeup right!
That’s right. I love Lux. Luv Lux. I have Lux Luv. But I can’t cover/shellac/contour/lusterize for the life of me. I love Lux for the experience. I LOVE that they have stayed right in my 102 ave. bridge-stressed neighbourhood through all the dire and discouraging moments. I love their selection of smelly things. I love that I can get my Bumble & Bumble shampoo and conditioner there AND get points for it. I also love that if I time it right, I can restock said hair products whenever Lux has one of its glamorous events, at which I can either spin a wheel o’ prizes, snag a bag of swag, and/or win an amazing gift basket! (HAS NOT HAPPENED YET. NOTE TO LUX : AM WAITING PATIENTLY.)
I also have kind of a thing for Voluspa candles, which you can buy at Lux, or at a million other places, it seems now! (I’m going to totally ignore the fact that they are now for sale at Chapters – makes them smell just a little less exotic and just a little more Oprahbookclubbish.) This time, I brought the intrepid Robert with me and he settled in to choose our next candle.
We settled on Moso Bamboo, which is musky and cypressy and, I think, exudes quite an alluring and sensual scent. (Ok, the Voluspa adman thinks that, but I felt so mysterious writing those alluring and sensual words, I just had to go with it.)
While you feast your eyes on that beautiful and ornate candle vessel, allow your eyes to drift upward in this photo that was supposed to be cropped, but avoided aforementioned croppage due to a mini-revelation. While I was inspecting the photo to see if any omnipresent 5 inch dog hairs had drifted into the frame, I noticed that somehow, by the luck of all things Danish and Scottish, I had captured three of my favourite lovely things! Alluring and sensual (ha) Voluspa candle, cookie jar full of Valrhona cocoa cookies, and bottle of pretty good French wine. Really, all I have to do is light candle, pop cookie jar lid, and pour wine, and I’ve got a grown-up version of university de-stressing faves.
(For a liberating university version, replace Voluspa candle with twinkle lights strewn about bohemian closet-sized bedroom, Valrhona cookies with mega-pack of Double Stuf Oreos, and pretty good French wine with seriously bad Royal Red/Baby Duck/Copper Moon/Naked Grape.)
Note: As I am writing this, I have just realized: WHY do all of those wines bear monikers of 2 syllable-1 syllable form? Have I unearthed some kind of strange and surreal Da Vinci Code sort of ancient messaging system? Is there a desperate cry for help embedded in the names of many of the vinegary wines of today? Will members of an ancient secret society be hunting me and my 5 inch-haired dogs into oblivion as reprisal for this timely and shocking revelation?
But, I digress. (STRANGE, I know.)
Just go to Lux. If you love to breathe in beauty and scents, and chat with really friendly and knowledgeable and fun girls who know how to do their makeup, just go!