Those who swear by the Kajal in their eyes would know how ridiculous it feels to step out of the house without applying a decent amount of Kohl.
My experiments with liquid eyeliner have always ended up with me looking like a rabid racoon.
And being Asian eyed doesn’t help either. Years ago, when I was still ignorant of any beauty hack, I used to bribe my roommates to apply the liquid eyeliner on the upper eyelids. Then I would sit under the fan with closed eyes, waiting for it to dry. Taking it off was just as messy. I have scared many a girl in the silent hallways of my hostel, with blackened eyes and hip length untied frizzy hair.
My first Kohl was a brilliant brownish one by Oriflame, which I had flicked from my younger sister’s beauty bag. (Yeah that’s what sisters do) But then the damn company stopped its production for whatever god forsaken reason. It was then my battle began, to find the one perfect Kohl that would make my slit eyes lit up like Diwali.
I have flipped through numerous local shops, chandelier lit posh malls and even online stores. Infact I have invested more money in buying Kajal, than spending on something more sensible, like a good pair of Bata chappal. You name it, and I have tried it.
|Image - Google|
Blame the structure of my eyes, I would reach the party looking like a Princess and in an hour somehow I would turn into a terrifying Goth girl, with dark smears all around my eyes. Frequenting the restroom was just as common, not because I had a bladder dysfunction, but because my kohl would leak beyond the boundaries of my eyes.
And then came along Lakme Absolute Kohl Ultimate costing Rs 700. It caused a huge dent in my pocket but my eyes had never felt so much beautiful. In fact the Kohl was so long lasting that I had to apply dollops of baby oil to remove it at the end of the day. Ahh those days, I was head over heels in love.
|Window to the Soul :) These are my Lakme Eyes :P|
But good days don’t last long. I moved to Sydney and again started from scratch, the never-ending saga of finding the perfect Kohl. Surrounded by strange shop with stranger brands, I was lost, desperately tugging to the last remnants of my Kajal. After months of research and watery eyes, I chanced upon a Korean store and picked an eyeliner by a company with a name as scandalous as Scandal Cosmetics. Tang!!! Perfect match.
|The Scandal in my eyes :P|
I am in love again!!