When I can tolerate touching my face, I use makeup camouflage techniques to cover blue, purple, green and yellow bruises.
What an exciting time for me as a brand new, Amelia Island business owner. The day for the grand opening of my business is finally here. As the only certified eyelash extension stylist in North Florida and South Georgia for over four years, I finally decided to make the leap and turn what was a fun hobby into a full-fledged, full-time limited liability company.
Creating the name “Lashem-n-Leavem” for my business, I have opened a beauty studio that enhances women’s appearance. Focusing on the eyes and the skin of the face I specialize in eyelash extension procedures, anti-aging skin care and permanent cosmetics for eyebrows and eyeliner.
Who knew there would be so much to coordinate and organize? It’s like planning my daughter’s wedding all over again! Invitations need to be designed and printed, newspaper and Facebook announcements to write and publish, food selections for the evening’s guests to enjoy, favors and gifts to give away, items to display, interior design of the space perfected, tasteful email reminders intermittently sent to invitees and, of course, the owner (yours truly) must look her best.
Not that an elaborate gown or even a new ensemble need be purchased just for this, but certainly an appearance of dignity and professionalism from the one person who embodies the business itself should be top priority. After all, the image and presence conveyed by that one will speak volumes to existing and potential beauty clients. The pleasing, attractive appearance of the proprietor serves to remind each and every guest of what they can aspire to and hope to achieve, right?
Well, not exactly.
Enter one cute boxer mix breed dog, one new Petco® fetch toy and some evening frolicking in the house…you know…the one thing you always tell your kids not to do? Yeah, that. And you guessed it. I took the tumble of my life over the torso of a 55 pound mutt, using a bamboo wood floor and my face to break the fall.
After a quick clean up of a subjectively small puddle of blood just under my face on the floor and having an ice pack precariously positioned on my mug with head tossed back for about an hour, I decided to examine the extent of my injuries. That assessment combined with the level of discomfort (also known as pain) that continued to pound rhythmically in multiple areas of my face, led me to determine that the expert evaluation of a physician was in order. So I spent the next few hours at a Walk-In Care Center followed by a trip to my dentist.
I am happy to report the nose is not broken. After x-rays and prescriptions for pain, however, I am told my misplaced front tooth will have to be manipulated back into its socket. Ouch, just the thought!
The dentist came toward me with one of those long needles that contain numbing medicine. He told me, “Now this needle is going to be inserted through your gums in the front, just below the nostril area. It is going to help with the pain as I push your tooth back into place.”
Yeah, right. I don’t know about you but I am of the opinion that the needle usually hurts more than the procedure itself. I went on to explain to Mr. Dentist, who happened to be a very nice guy, that if I could give birth to two children at home without so much as an aspirin I could surely tolerate him repositioning my front tooth without numbing medicine.
His response? “I think you are a crazy lady, but it’s your choice.”
Ok, so I am home now. I look in the mirror and cannot help but cry. From the pain? No. Not that I do not have pain, I do. But remember, I am quite the stoic. I am not crying from the physical pain resulting from an attempt to turn my face into a flat iron griddle. I cry because the reflection staring back at me resembles the Bride of Frankenstein. This is not the gracefully aged appearance of a mature woman who takes good care of herself and markets herself as an expert in the business of beauty.
At any rate, there is no way this face is ready to be seen by anyone, let alone by everyone at my very first, one and only ever, well advertised, Lashem-n-Leavem Grand Opening Event with Ribbon Cutting to be performed by the Amelia Island Chamber of Commerce!
An overwhelming sense of panic begins to set in.
But then I think, “Wait a minute, why am I so worried? I have a fantastic makeup artist and I carry Lynette Arlene, one of the best cosmetic lines available in the Industry! So, stop fretting and be practical” I say to myself as I gaze at the nearly unrecognizably swollen face in the mirror, “all I need to do is come up with a plan”.
So, optimistically, I developed a recovery/camouflage strategy that goes something like this: ice the face at swollen nose bridge and upper lip every two to three hours over the next four days, apply medicated ointment to busted upper lip several times a day and at night before bedtime, remember to take Z-Pack over the next five days to prophylactically treat busted lip and shifted tooth against infection. Then, when I can tolerate touching my face, practice makeup camouflage techniques in the mirror to cover blue, purple, green and yellow bruises in preparation for times when I must be seen in public. For the day of the event I will have Paige, the expert makeup artist at Lashem-n-Leavem, apply a Lynette Arlene make-over to perfect and put finishing touches on the cosmetic camouflage to look as presentable as possible on the eve of the Grand Opening.
Oh yes, and last but definitely not least, I must make sure I am prepared to quickly quell any concerns that anyone in our lovely island community may have that could lead them to feel compelled to make a Micah’s Place abuse referral or a Post Office Mugshot wall appearance!
There, now wasn’t that easy? Nothing to it!
On second thought, I wonder if anyone’s ever heard of a costume party grand opening……
Jeannie Higginbotham, RN, BSN, Owner
Palmetto Walk Shopping Village Suite 6
Amelia Island, FL
Grand Opening and Ribbon Cutting May 18, 2011 from 5:30 – 7:30 pm