Nothing against Beauty Control (TM) products and/or services and/or salespeople and/or legal representatives preparing a defamation suit at this moment, but at least that one night, BC wasn't cool. Carolyn went to this "Ladies Night" thing at church, years ago, and the Beauty Control rep was there to do a demo make-over-thing-deal.
They picked Carolyn as the make-over-ee, which made no sense, because she didn't, and doesn't, need a makeover. I wasn't there, but, apparently, they did a bunch of...stuff...to her face, and then everyone got to see how great she looked, and she was showered with compliments the rest of the evening! You look great! Wow! Beauty Control did that? Wow! Awesome! Look at you, girlfriend! etc., etc. etc.
Then she came home. I couldn't believe what I saw.
They made her look like Bozo the Clown. Without even the dignity of the floppy red shoes.
I was stunned. Uh...I didn't know what to say. But I said something. Turned out, she hadn't had a chance to see herself all evening long. I told her to go look in the bathroom mirror. She broke up laughing. No exaggeration: This makeup job was mind-blowing.
"Beauty Control", indeed. What was their motto? "Controlling Beauty Since 1942"?
It was ha-ha funny, but you know? Deep down, it bugged me. It's hard to explain. It was sorta like -- I don't know -- someone messing wtih your wife's face. Yes. It felt JUST like that. And Carolyn was, and is, beautiful.
Two rules I've always had: #1: No one messes with Carolyn's face, especially if this violates #2: No one makes her look like she should have a sidekick named "Mr. Slappy" or whatever.
We thought it was bizarre that all her friends would go through the evening as if nothing was amiss, nothing was painfully awry, but, hey, they were being nice. Nice to her, nice to the Beauty Control Lady. No feelings hurt. Just a little charade.
But she got home, where any loving husband would say something, and I did.
Because I love her face. Her real face. So we talked about it, looked at it in the bright light, had a good laugh, and then she cleaned off the silliness and went back to the beauty she is.