You walk into the drugstore, turn right- there’s the makeup section. Filled with pink, red, juicy lips- fishing for a kiss.
But I buy eyeliner.
I once bought brown and it ruined the intended effect. I had x-ray eyes with black liner, and only tasteful night goggles with the brown.
Even crazier was the time I was forced into green eyeliner. I was luminous- some sea creature floating on the surface of Lake WA, glowing like the 4th of July fireworks while using only internal wattage.
But black- black is powerful shit. Don’t need that pre-midnight shot to make my eyes glow. I’ve got charcoal right here- in my bag.
