Article from www.briomag.com

Here is a great article from Briomag.com from the Brio and Beyond. It is totally wholesome so don't worry about it. I loved it and I know you will too. This article is from a husbands perspective on makeup usage by young woman:

The nearing of spring invites a moment of peaceful reflection, for life is filled with wonder, majesty and endless mystery:• How does a dormant, withered flower suddenly awake and brilliantly bloom?• Why does God allow people to create sweaters for their dogs?• If I were a leprechaun, would I dance whenever I heard the flute?• And maybe the greatest mystery of all: How can girls put on makeup while driving a car?
Actually, makeup is itself a mystery. Guys may appreciate it, but most have no understanding of it—just like eating a hot dog. Sure, they’re meat-a-licious, but nobody really knows what is in one.
All I know about makeup I have learned from my wife, Sally. Watching her get ready usually leads to three questions: “What is that?” “Why do you use it?” and “Really?”
So why are guys so perplexed by makeup? Here are a few major areas that trip us up:
First of all, there is SO much of it: concealer, lipstick, eye shadow, eyeliner, blush, mascara, foundation—and I’m just getting started!
Second, a girl doesn’t just “put on makeup”; she applies it with sponges, pencils, brushes (oh, and there’s a special brush for EVERYTHING), elaborate tools such as one with an eyebrow brush on one end and an eyelash separator on the other. There’s even an eyelash curler!
Truly, makeup must be at the core of how different guys and girls are. Never in my life have I looked in the mirror and thought, Wow, look at my eyelashes. They need some serious curling! And I have yet to overhear the following conversation:Mark: I think I like Melissa, but I don’t know. I mean, have you seen her eyelashes?
Brad: No kidding—she needs to separate those!
And there isn’t just makeup. There’s glitter or no glitter; shiny or matte; formulas for dry, oily or combination skin. (And what exactly is “combination skin”?) The same product can come in a bottle, a tube, a powder or a “liquid powder”—and I have no idea how this exists. I guess it’s like that cheese that squirts out of a can.
Finally, there’s color. Today I wore a brown shirt. In Makeup Land, brown doesn’t exist. In fact, any color a guy knows doesn’t exist. For example, there’s no red. But there are approximately 45,000 shades of red—or colors that look EXACTLY like red but are called strange, artistic names such as Crimson Sunset, Radiant Cherry Mist, Lava con Chile or Flustered Chimp.
Imagine the horror that strikes any guy when he’s asked to buy something from the makeup aisle (or department or entire cosmetics store the size of Rhode Island). The odds of his success are as likely as a goat becoming an airline pilot. I mean, everyone knows goats are afraid of heights.
So he, like many guys, will avoid shopping for makeup, appreciate its potential but try to avoid the brain freeze that occurs when he thinks about it. It’s much easier to wonder about other things—like being a leprechaun.

I am sooo glad I don't wear makeup,
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