It must’ve been my second or third year in college. I was studying at the library one afternoon and went to take a bathroom break.
When I walked into the ladies’ room, I saw a girl crying at the sink. And these weren’t dainty little sniffles, either. They were primal, hit-you-in-the-gut kind of sobs that happen when your future has taken an unexpectedly sh*tty detour.
She looked at me, and I remembered that I had some tissue in my purse, so I took them out and offered them to her.
And then we hugged.
She clutched me tightly and cried in my arms for 10 minutes, barely saying a word. I just held onto her, and over and over again told her that she was going to be okay.
When she finished crying, I wet some paper towels with cold water to make an improv compress for her eyes, which was something my mom used to do when I was little.
As she began to regain her composure, we hugged again, and even though I didn’t know her name or what had happened, I tried to comfort her, to reassure her that she was strong enough, and she was going to get through it. And then I left to give her some privacy.
I never saw her after that, and to this day I wonder what happened to her, and if things turned out alright.
That was many years ago, but something about the LORAC Unzipped palette ($40) brought the memory back.
I can certainly see why, but — maybe it’s because of shade names like Unconditional, Uncensored and Unspoken — this palette also reminds me of that day, and days like it, when strangers unexpectedly walk in to find us emotionally stripped, unzipped and raw.
If I should ever find myself sobbing at the sink in a public restroom, I wonder if anyone out there would offer me a shoulder to cry on and maybe a few comforting words.
I hope so…
Swatches from the left: Undercover, Unbelievable, Unattainable, Unconditional and Unbridled