Hestia is.... Elizabeth Taylor: Day 1

So, it's like this.  I did one of those sanity-shredding quizzes that Buzzfeed pops onto facebook - Which Movie Star are you?  I secretly hoped for Jayne Russell - you know..... the smoulder, the bosoms, the smart line in patter.

How I got Elizabeth Taylor I'll never know.  As far as I know it was all diamonds, empty whisky bottles, Richard Burton and marvellous wigs.

So I have decided to live my inner Elizabeth Taylor for a week.  Liver failure notwithstanding.

Day 1:

I'm starting Day 1 of my experiment with the fun part - Elizabeth Taylor's make up.

Even as a small child Elizabeth was noted for her startling looks - she would easily unnerve people with her direct stare and her actress mother was soon pushing her into the world of movies.  Blessed with incredible blue/violet eyes and a DOUBLE row of eyelashes, Elizabeth was destined to be Someone.

Some of her finest leading men would turn out to be horses and dogs.

She said in an interview when she was 55: "God must have had some reason for giving me bushy eyebrows and black hair. I guess I must have been pretty sure of my sense of identity. It was me. I accepted it all my life and I can't explain it"

That sense of self is something that I do struggle with (hell, I'm pretending to be Elizabeth Taylor for 7 days!), but leaving that aside, I'm either straightening my hair, dreaming about getting my teeth straightened, trying to lose weight...I'm always wishing that I was somehow different and therefore BETTER.

Well, for the next 7 days, I'm not having any of that shit - I'm Elizabeth Taylor.

Working a white bathing costume
I won't be trying this in the Clyde anytime soon, I can assure you.

So, here we go:

It is raining, but I am going to meet a couple of gal pals for coffee mid morning.  I decide to go for the Taylor make up look today.

I settle myself down at my dressing table with a rather dust-laden make-up collection in front of me. With gritted teeth, I get to work.

After the foundation, it's the brows.  Liz always kept her brows thick and dark.  Mine used to be like hers when I was young, but now they are sparse and, in a poorly lit photo I seem to have none at all and resemble a surprised vole.  A very anaemic-looking vole. Well, today it's goodbye Mr Vole!!!

I am meeting my friends at 10.30am for coffee. At 10.20am I step back from the mirror to admire my handiwork:

• Taylor Brows (check)
• Lashings of eye-liner and mascara (check)
• Smouldering dark shadow (well, maybe not smouldering, but plenty of it is in place) (check). 
• Coral lippy (check)
• Blusher (a quick smear over my cheeks with Nars Orgasm. Yes.  Really.)
• Diamond earrings (check)
• Diamond ring (check)

Pulling on my jacket I prepared for the ribbing of my life for of wearing diamond earrings and a face of trowelled on make-up.  Maybe it was too much? Well, too late!

And off I popped to meet my friends......

Result:  no one mentioned my diamond earrings, nor my heavily made-up eyes.  Not even in jest.

Day 1: Taylor Failure
Stay tooned for Day 2 tomorrow - when I start wearing BIG JEWELLERY