Consequences, Shmonsequences

One of my favorite people, (and bad influences) Jaci, came to visit me this weekend. Here she is looking windblown and lovely on our walk along the Lake after lunching in Hyde Park:

Jaci is my all-things girly-girl connection and somehow every time we go shopping, I end up buying something I never knew I needed. This time, we ventured into the makeup mecca Sephora, where I stumbled into some lady's makeup chair, got a makeover, signed up for the VIP club, and $95 later, I walked out with moisturizer, eyeshadow and red mascara. Red mascara. Who buys that?

Apparently I do. Now, pardon me while I go learn to use it.