Beauty

For 1000 dollars worth of make-up

(Part 2)

I already told you how I suddenly (yes suddenly, yes) walked out of Sephora in New York. Two hundred dollars lighter. Just like that. That was Saturday. And Sunday went even more wrong. It was all because of Victoria Beckham. She always showcases her collection on Sunday mornings at Cipriani near Wall Street and I decided to swing by after my show at Tome.

Madness on the street as always with hordes of tourists with just one goal: to string Victoria and David on their selfie stick. Because I know the fashion game a bit by now, I positioned my Jérôme Dreyfuss more into the frame, put my Tom Ford on my nose, and walked into the venue as if I belonged there completely. Moreover, Cipriani is primarily still a restaurant. Coincidentally.

Moreover, I really had a no-show mission. Victoria has designed a makeup line together with Estée Lauder and I was allowed to interview her about it.

I saw Victoria, I saw Brooklyn and I smelled David just. Victoria was hugging Brooklyn and walking around in a fantastic outfit. Loose linen pants in a whipped cream color, above that a loose white blouse, a fabric belt that dangled from the left side of her hip to her knee over the pants, and sandals. Victoria, the woman behind the words “I can’t concentrate in flats” is also around.

I will share the entire interview with you once the products are available for sale in the Netherlands. Otherwise, you’ll just get greedy and I’ll make you happy with a dead sparrow. But Victoria did tell me about her collection. The four cities that inspired her for each look. London calls for a different makeup than Paris, and New York and Los Angeles also have their own signature.

It looked good. And she looked good. Suddenly I couldn’t imagine a day longer without her products. The morning aura (a kind of serum that gives you a fresh glow, even after a twelve-hour flight), the blush, the powder, the lip gloss, the eyeliner. Had to have it. Tuesday it would be available at Bergdorf Goodman. Luckily, I didn’t have to sleep in a sleeping bag in front of the store, because my hotel was two blocks away.

But when the alarm went off on Tuesday, the Bergdorf mission had begun. I was made up by the makeup artist from The Real Housewives of New York and he danced around me. I needed this and of course that too. And do that one for my mother as well. “Above three hundred dollars, you get a 25 dollar discount,” the saleswoman said happily. “Am I already at that?” I asked shocked. “Just barely, just barely.”

That I am not the only one who is a master at rounding down became clear when I swiped my poor card through the machine. 398 dollars clean.

Part II was successful. Still two hundred dollars to go…