Referring to the unfortunately unhappy effect of a naively hopeful but clueless misapplication, to the eye lashes, of cosmetic instruments.
After what seemed like hours, Melanie emerged from the bathroom, clutching her treasury of cosmetics in her gold-clipped komodo-dragonbag close to her breasts, as if in triumph. But so mascary was that face, as of a baleful Moon of Hecate, that Helmut clutched his belly and his mouth, and poor Benjamin swooned into the lap of Natasha -- ironically the last thing that Melanie could have wanted.
Mexico City's fanciest and wealthiest street. It is known for having an array of overpriced stores such as Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Dolce & Gabbana, etc.
It's where rich Mexican "fresas" go to spend their money irrationally and clear their parents' credit cards.
juan- Hey man, wanna go shopping on Avenida Presidente Masaryk?
me- Hell no, I don't have the budget for that! Leave that to the Juanpa Zuritas of this world.
the one that is finally perfect for you after trying so many. u try so many different mascaras until you find the one and when you find that one mascara you keep getting it.
conversation about a couple:
“they are so cutetogether!”
“he’s her perfect mascara.”