Dear Justin Timberlake,
Thank you so much for your lovely concert last night! I, along with the gazillion screaming teenage girls and gay men, really appreciate you being there to showcase your musical and dancing talents. And imagine my surprise when you gave props to the bloggers who figured out why you canceled your original September 12th performance date! Honey, let this be a lesson to youâ€¦next time before you get your swerve on at the VMAs you better eat lots bread before the Grey Goose gets your boy feeling loose.
By the way, I saw you waving to me up there in the nosebleed section 211 seat 39 as you sang â€œSenorita.â€ As you were staring into my eyes, did you notice my attempt at becoming one with MAC Brun shadow, a dark brown that previously scared the beejebus out of me? I paired it with:
MAC Next to Nothing (Smoke Signals Quad) as a wash
MAC Shroom on browbone
MAC Brun on outer third of the lid and bottom lashline
MAC Vex on inner lid
MAC Technakohl liner in Graphblack on top lashline
MAC Blacktrack Fluidline on inner lashline
MAC Concrete in brows
MAC Select Moisturecover concealer under eyes
Tarte 4-in-1 mascara
MAC Mocha and Blushbaby on cheeks
And did you notice that I was also wearing
MAC Barely Lit Lipstick
MAC Soft & Slow Lipglass
on my lips as I sang back to you? I hope so.
While I loved your performance, I have to point out something that everyone at that show was thinking. During the frenzy of the â€œSexy/Backâ€ finale, the crowdsâ€™ collective hormonal state dictated that you take your shirt off, but alas – you didnâ€™t. Why, Justin, why?
Me and my girl Chris anxiously awaiting Justin Man Candy
Honestly, we wouldâ€™ve probably been happy even if you just walked around in that white tank top you were sporting underneath that sweat-soaked button down shirt, but noooooo.
I hope you know that we all paid good money to see you and truly expected to get our perv on in a socially acceptable setting. Even a few minutes of semi-nudity wouldâ€™ve made the night one for the history books.
Nonetheless, my girls and I still had lots of fun. And thanks again for the offer to take us backstage to feed us chocolate covered strawberries and champagne, but we had a long drive home. Next time.
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,