So Famzers are you ready to follow me to the wonderful wonderful world of Tara? It doesn't matter because whether you like it or not that's where you're going. Now you're thinking, who the who is Tara? I mean who is Tara! You see, I didn't know myself as I stalked the corridors of that new Shopping mall, Centro, taking pictures of the attendees of the event. It wasn't until I was about to leave that I stumbled upon her in the flesh and demanded that she place a big fat smooch on my cheek because she's pretty and I like to be kissed by pretty people. The funny thing is, I didn't know who she was when I asked her to bless me with her lips. Now she shall never forget me, and I in turn shall never forget her. Sorry Tara, I've blown our cover. When your husband reads this, he shall come for me with a machete, and I shall allow myself to be smitten because I'm a polite honourable fellow.
|And that's me, at the event, with lipstick on my cheek.|
Some of you are wondering why I devoted three paragraphs to explaining things, instead of just going straight to the pictures. It's because I'm a broke writer with trust issues. This means two things:
- I cannot afford the photographers I trust to take pictures the way I want them to be taken, so I take them myself.
- The words are the bigger and more important part of my market. I am a writer. If there were no words in this blog post I would be a self saboteur. This is me strutting my stuff. Just because it's chatty and Sawa sawa sawa le, don't think I can't use words like facetious, and polynomial, and crinkum-crankum because I can. However, I was taught that good writers aren't meant to lord their skill at using thesauruses over the rest of humanity. If the sentence doesn't require it, I shan't bother.
It's also because if you can't stomach three paragraphs then I do not want you here. GO AWAY! I'm not a free for all. I am exclusive like DJ Exclusive. Har Har Har Har Har. Why aren't you laughing? Laugh! I command you!
I'm sorry about that last paragraph, but writing it made me laugh. :-)
Now that all of that's done, let us breach the palisade of preamble and saunter on into the matter at hand; the what the what went down when the House of Tara opened their new make up studio in Centro mall Lekki.
|This is foundation no?|
|And this is lipstick. I'm not half bad at this photography thing you know?|
|A general view of the store.|
And now for the who the who, went there.
I'll begin with a bang.
|Check out braided sistuh on the left! How pretty is she? It's a pretty girl in a pretty flowy dress that could do with a little bit of an iron. Those shoes look incredibly uncomfortable though.|
|This hunny gets it too. I can't remember her name, but she's a hottie. And even better than that, she's a well dressed hottie. It's the perfectly appropriate thing to wear for early Sunday evening. Her hair and make up's good too.|
|I just had to ya kno? These things make me cry. I mean this woman's wearing what it'll cost to fix my new laptop and the price of one camera lens I've been eyeing on her arm. It's vexing. It's supremely vexing.|
|And then the same lady had the audacity to wear those red bottoms. I am offended. Here I am, in my corner, broke and illiquid and there she is wearing her wealth on a sling. Pah. It means nothing. I'm just being dramatic.|
|Yeah. That's your home boi and Bez. At the time, I was thinking, "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!!!!!" But I contained myself and smiled my mischievous but incredibly endearing sexy smile.|
|Bez performed at the event, and there are three pictures of me and him in a row, because it's my blog, and I'm more important than the rest of them. Take AM!!!!!|
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