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...glass doors, where three people are lying happily in a pile of pillow fluff.“I’m Alex, by the way,” I say. “I know,” she smiles, deep rings under her eyes that look like mascara bleeding into pools of exhaustion. “You were here for the Oscars last year, remember? We ordered Indian take-out. And besides, I see your dad a lot at the Y. He’s always very friendly. Hey, congratulations, he says you got into?...
...reflection in the gleaming glass. To create further discomfort, Hatry graces the gallery with a pig flesh example of a sculpted bust. The bust lies on a butcher’s table, attached to stuffed clothing to give it the appearance of belonging to a full body. Just as mascara and blush color the photographed figures, traces of makeup tint the greening putrid flesh. Black boots, peeking out from under the sheet, sparkle like the Wicked Witch’s red footwear in the “The Wizard of Oz.” The smell of rot and formaldehyde...
...emergency rule would inspire uproarious comedy. But as Pakistan and the world outside go to rack and ruin, all these register as noises off - if at all - in the consciousness of Butterfly, saturated as it is with frequently misspelled brand names ("La Prarry ki face cream and Landscomb ka mascara"), manic socializing and "GTs" (get-togethers...
...game as I consistently fell asleep post-libation at 9:45 p.m. on Friday nights. Sometimes, my friends would be kind enough to drag me to my Hurlbut single before promptly forgetting about me. Happily inebriated, they galloped off in search of adventures as I snored and smeared mascara on my sheets. The next morning, I would meet them for brunch, resentfully devouring stacks of waffles as they complained smugly about their hangovers, reeking of debauchery and feigned regret...
...aggression on a giant hot dog, which is unfortunate, as starving kids in India would have rather enjoyed that meal. He gets his karmic retribution moments later when Katy Perry’s scary-ass entourage of similarly jilted brides begins to circle him, menacingly wielding baseball bats. The mascara-streaked faces and torn clothes are reminiscent of MJ’s “Thriller,” except these girls are a bit livelier. The emotional, “love bi-polar” brides are absolutely terrifying as they chase Alexander down an alley...