The beauty department at Bergdorf's can often remind me of a very clean and shiny version of the bazaar in Marrakesh.
Or at least how I imagine the bazaar in Marrakesh to be.
You arrive via escalator and there are salespeople stationed at every turn to try to tempt you into a makeup chair and fork over your credit card. As you wander through the counters, they call at you like the Harpies:
"Can I interest you in anything?"
"Can I help you find anything?"
"Would you like to try...?"
It takes a lot of discipline to try to just look around. First, avoid eye contact with the salesfolk. They can smell weakness. Second, I always try to cut them off with a swift "I'm just looking."
Although it probably comes out a little shrill at the time.
It can be a little nerve racking to be down there, but DAMN! Bergdorf's has the absolute, bar none, best beauty department west of the Mississippi.
Okay, I don't even know what they've got west of the Mississippi, but I like saying it. And it can't be better. There. I said it again.
On a recent visit, I was scouting out Jemma Kidd's newish line (I loooove the hot pink packaging like it was by own child) when my mother announces that she needs a new lipstick.
So I suggested Cle de Peau, for reasons which are clearly NOT selfless. While my mother picked out a beautiful pinky nude color, I picked up a little finders fee in the way of the Eye and Lip Compact III.
Look at it.
It's so pretty.
The compact comes in a stunning shining navy case with a little plush bag (like a blankie!) and contains three eyeshadows, a lip stain and a lip gloss. The shadows are very sheer, but go on smoothly and have unbelieveable shimmer. The stain is also pretty light and requires lots of layering, but is intensified by the sparkly pink gloss.
Oh also, it comes with a little pad applicator for the eyeshadows (a little whatever in my opinion) and a mini double sided retractable lip brush! It's so cute I just want to cry.
Now, the price of this little baby could make you weep, but guess what? Pearl onions? Peeled about a thousand of those last week. Brussel sprouts? Make them baby and for 15 hungry people, I cleaned them. Yup. That's right. I earned my Cle de Peau compact the hard way.
But at least I didn't have to haggle with the gracious saleslady who sold it to me.
image courtesy of my boyfriend's adorable camera and my crappy photography skills.