1990-1991 "Gen X", the "grunge" era, etc...
One of my first jobs while at university was working "behind the scenes" and throughout the reception area tending to clients while they wait for their appointments (it's 10 a.m., anyone want a glass of wine? Uh, yeah), at The Spa at Nordstrom San Francisco Centre. The MUA's used MAC on their clients. Everyone that worked at The Spa wore MAC, b/c we had to promote it. I don't think it was even available on the selling floor, only at The Spa. Anyway, I hadn't worn make-up on a daily basis since 9th or 10th grade, so it was weird at first.
My collection grew, but only consisted of lipstick (b/c that's what they're know for!), lipliner, and loose powder (C5: guess what? DC'ed!
They have C4 and C6...WTF?) The loose powders were like 2x the size they are now. Anyway, I got the loose powder only b/c I wanted a reason to use a big fluffy face brush, like Meg Ryan used in one very brief scene in
When Harry Met Sally, that I'd just seen the year before. Stupid, huh? My first make-up brush ever was the 101 (now the 150). I also bought the 17 (now the 316? The covered lip brush). That set me back like $50! Holy crap. That's a LOT for a college student, even now.
My lipstick and lipliner collection continued to grow, until I ran out of my faves: "Fatale" and "Red" in the "TONE" Finish. The closest thing I've found to "Fatale" in color and finish is Clinique's "Black Honey", to give you an idea. Well, not only were "Fatale" and "Red" DC'ed
, the whole "tone" finish family was! I ended up buying the two on eBay for, like, 2x retail...and when I received them, I thought, "WTF? are these fakes?" They were BULLET-shaped. WEIRD. Not a big fan of change if it ain't broke, and not a fan of paying 2x retail on eBay. So I quit MAC. This was late-1999? Early-2000? Maybe it was a New Year's resolution.
I dipped here and there into other brands, with only one thing remaining constant: my Clinique foundation (also DC'ed...OF COURSE
). It took forever to find that perfect foundation. So, I just threw in the towel. Fuck it. No make-up. I'm
au naturel. Whatever.
My li'l sis (10 years younger) got into MAC (gee, I wonder how) I guess late high school early college (didn't pay much attention). Everytime she'd come home to visit from college, she'd hit up the MAC Pro Store and come home with a haul that I was always dying to look at, but never admitted to it. I'd watch her out of the corner of my eye, putting on eyeshadow (wha?) and blush (huh?) using brushes I hadn't seen before with stiff bristles and angles and...hey! Shut up. I didn't wear makeup, so why would I ever see MU brushes?!?
And she always carried a tube of Lip Glass. I always carried a tube of philosophy's the supernatural clear gloss which I thought was BETTER b/c it wasn't STICKY...guess what? DISCONTINUED.
Whatever. Clearly some force out there was telling me that it doesn't matter which MU line I run to; they will always DC my faves, so get over it, and just buy back-ups.
Here I am, brought full circle, back in MAC HELL/HEAVEN. I was clean and sober for nearly 10 years, dammit. This is my first year back in the loop and it's totally a LOVE/HATE/TOTALLY HATE/DESPISE relationship. I don't even wear makeup. So this is all extra ridiculous. My sis laughs at me. *taunting voice* "I thought you HATED MAC?" "Shut up."
So, what was the question? Oh, "How did you get hooked on MAC?" Uh, Nordstrom made me wear it.